|It's not real, that's what!!!|
This morning I was finishing what was possibly the nicest cappuccino in the world when Smallest Boy had the best idea a four year old could ever have.
Brendan: Mammy! You need a robot. You should get a robot!
Me: That’s a great idea! Where would we get one?
Brendan: In the robot shop! And he would do stuff.
Me: What kind of stuff?
Brendan: He would sweep your floors for you.
Me: (Getting excited) And what else? Would he cook?
Brendan: He would. You could teach him.
Me: I could, I suppose. What else?
Brendan: All the stuff. He could do all the stuff. But he wouldn’t get hungry coz only humans get hungry.
Me: Where would he sleep?
Brendan: Robot’s don’t sleep! They have a controller thing to turn them on and off.
Me: What would his name be? I know! We could call him Robert the Robot.
Brendan: No! He will be called…………………………..Friendly Robot. So Juno won’t be scared of him.
Me: Okay. What else would he do for me? Keep talking about that. I liked that bit.
Brendan: He could drive the car for you!
Me: Good idea. Keep talking.
Brendan: He could maybe help Daddy cut the grass!
Me: He could.
Brendan: Wait! Wait! No! I changed my mind. I don’t want a robot. We’re not getting a robot, Mammy. Sorry, I changed my mind. No robots. Can we go now? I want some jellies.
And just like that my au pair disappeared into the ether.