It may be that, on reflection, the best thing about my birthday this year is that there’s only an hour left of it.
But while searching for a silver lining this evening, I read through Flea’s notebook.
She accompanied me to a business meeting today – the restaurant we booked for the meeting was full so we popped next door to Nandos and while I chatted with a work contact, Flea entertained herself writing in her notebook.
I bet you think she wrote a charming fairy story, or drew a picture of a dog, aren’t you?
Nope.
This is what she was working on:
Seriously, some days I think I have the best kid in the world.
(for those not fluent in five-year-old, the words in the speech bubble say 'blah, blah, blah')
