Our daughter has been teaching us all about pockets this week. She discovered them in her track top the other day and ever since she has been looking out for them everywhere.
All of our pockets are now getting filled full of all sorts of stuff from the bathroom, fridge and fruit bowl.
Today while I was hunched over cleaning the after lunch mess on the kitchen floor, I felt a spoon slip down the back of my dangerously low track pants just before I heard her cry…..
“Daddy……pocket !”