9 months

Me: Dave and Harriet are 9 months today!

Nell: Yes.

Me: Why are they on my bed?

Nell:  They have been sent upstairs to rest and think.

Me: About what?

Nell: Their wild behaviour this morning.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: David jumped down four steps at once in the snow and ice. Risking life and limb. Especially limb.

Me: Why?

Nell: Harriet was chasing him.

Me: Oh dear.

Nell: I warned them about it. They dashed inside sniffing into me and scattering snow everywhere.

Me: It’s just high spirits, Nell. They are missing the sea but we can’t get down there at the moment as the roads are too icy.

Nell: We are all missing the sea but we don’t all behave like hooligans.

Me:  Dave looks ever so sorry.

Nell: David is a master of looking sorry. He gets a lot of practice.

Me: Harriet has fallen asleep. Bless her.

Nell: I am only trying to keep them safe.

Me: I know.

Nell: Did you just take chicken upstairs to them?

Me: Not really.

Nell: You did.

Me: They are 9 months today and they look so adorable.

Nell: Chicken is for downstairs. Later. How are they supposed to learn?

Me: Sorry.

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