Lovely shot. Reminds me of a story about my sister when she was little.
Whenever she stayed with Nanna, she always had to say her prayers and one night she asked Mum "Why do we pray for mice" Mum was confused and said "Why what do we say". Anita came back with "When we say Gentle Jesus meek and mild we say, pity mice in plicity" (my simplicity) ha ha.
Whenever she stayed with Nanna, she always had to say her prayers and one night she asked Mum "Why do we pray for mice" Mum was confused and said "Why what do we say". Anita came back with "When we say Gentle Jesus meek and mild we say, pity mice in plicity" (my simplicity) ha ha.
Your sister obviously had a sophisticated sense of language at an early age!