Sometimes the things little mouths say come out a little different than their original intention.
Today at lunch Little Lady suddenly stopped eating. Her fork poised in mid-air, an expression of purpose on her face.
"I need a kite." She stated with resolution.
"What for?" I ask. I am surprised at this sudden statement and the serious tone it is delivered in. We were not even remotely on the topic of kite flying.
"Nanna told me I need to go fly a kite!"
What on earth will she come up with next?