Conversations with Miss Eight.

With the big “garden gate” on her birthday cake perhaps one should have expected that conversation would rise to a whole new level, but how could one expect this on the morning before her birthday?

Me (in enthusiastic description of the proposed new car): “And it’s got a gadget that will make it impossible to hit anything in reverse.  Even if we don’t see it, the car will and it will stop before it hits.”

Miss Eight, (with a somewhat quizzical countenance):  “Well that’s no good.  What if we want to rob a jewellery store?”

Any hope of she and I becoming a modern day Bonnie and Clyde lies dashed, apparently.