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While driving oiss Four to créche one morning, she attempted to teach me to count to five in Spanish. So I tried to get her to count to five in Japanese. “Repeat after me,” I said, “one is ichi.” She replied, “Who’s itchy, oum?” I said, “No, ichi means one in Japanese.” She repeated “ichi”, then I said, “Two is ni.” She was silent, and then said, “But who’s got an itchy knee, mum?”

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Trudie, by email

Nit picking

I took over caring for my three-year-old nephew while my sister was in hospital. Being a very fussy eater, he had to know exactly what he was going to be eating all of the time. It was getting a bit exasperating, so when I was preparing tea one evening and he came up and asked what we’d be eating, I said, “Stewed bugs and onions”. He quickly replied, “oe don’t like onions.”

RoCP, by email

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Speak of the devil

oy six-year-old son went to stay at his nana’s house for a while in the middle of his school holidays. During the drive home after picking him up, I asked him what he and Nana got up to while he was there, and he said to me very excitedly, “Nana took me to the Satanical Gardens!” That sure wasn’t the answer I was expecting. I hope he meant “Botanical”!

D Farrell, by email

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