Some of you have already seen these when I posted them on my Facebook page (Louise Allan – Writer if you want to slip over and ‘Like’ my page).
For anyone who didn’t see the Facebook posts, here they are. The story is, I gave my kids the opportunity to be my favourite child, and I even told them how. However, they didn’t take me up on the offer.
Some of you might have better luck …
Dear Kids,
We tell you that we don’t have a favourite child, but really, we do. And it’s a dynamic thing—it changes: sometimes daily, sometimes hourly, sometimes even minutely.
Bear in mind that we’re simple folk, us parents, and it doesn’t take much to please us (or displease us for that matter). If you can do even one or two of these simple steps, you’ll be basking in parental sunshine for days.
With thanks,
Your Loving Parents.
xx
We love it when you:
Good luck!
Every word, every phrase, every request, I have made with little result. However, those same words, phrases and requests were made by my mother to me with little result from me. Hilarious. Well done.
Yep, yep, yep. And I’m sure my kids will say the same things to their kids, and on it goes …
Brilliant Louise. Unfortunately your genius is too late for me. Gawd I wish I’d thought of it!
It doesn’t work anyway, Pinky, so I needn’t have wasted my energies. Besides, you were too busy arguing with Cornelia/Penelope and writing school reports! 😉