I got accused of something last week.

“You’re spoiling her.”

Huh?  What?  I thought that was what you were supposed to do when you had kids.

Cut to last night.

He was late getting home and when he did he walked into the kitchen holding Magpie.

“Momma come outside and look at all the goodies we got”

“You bought her more toys?  Isn’t that the pot calling the kettle black or the kettle calling the pot black or however it goes?”

“Are you calling me black?”

“Why yes, yes I am.”

“You started it.”

“Well at least we are both black”

“Yeah - no interracial breeding going on here.”

“Wanna breed some more?”

“Sure – time for a nappy poo Magpie.”