Tuesday, 1 March 2011

monarchy - it's what's for breakfast

Rosey was in fine bubbly form this morning, going on about the King and how he was good and

(I didn't catch all of it. I was too busy with my snout in the coffee mug)

and wait a minute? Where on earth was she getting this King business?

Honey, I tried to explain, it's the Queen. Her husband is the Prince.

No, she said, dragging out the milk container, it's the King. I saw him on tv.

I took a deep breath, ready to launch into my (lacking) knowledge of how the British monarchy impacts Canada, (was there a princess-Barbie angle I could use here?) and she rushed on

And he's magic, too! Magically delicious!




Damn Bear for bringing home the sugared cereals and unleashing them so early in the morning.

2 comments:

alison said...

Well he does look a bit royal. Rosey is hilarious!

Mary G said...

There seems to be no unsugared cereal available. Sad.
Funny Rosey - love it.