That's right Mummy

Here's the thing. I keep hearing my words come out of Molly's mouth, only in a much cuter voice (my nickname at Uni was Orville, so you know my voice is kind of irritating at times).

This weekend we took a day trip to Lake Coleridge, it's just beautiful out there (photos to come when I get round to downloading them onto the PC), but it is quite a long car journey for our Moo. We packed up a bag full of distractions and snacks and treats to keep her happy, but eventually we had to resort to talking to her, ha ha!! So, we started to point out everything, landmarks, other cars, animals, you know. After a while she was joining in and naming everything she could see, from snow on the mountains to sheep. We passed a field of cows and she didn't say anything so I said 'look Molly, cows!' and without missing a beat she said 'that's right Mummy!'. Of course hubby thought this was hilarious and laughed long and hard. Can you guess what Molly's favourite phrase is right now?

'That's right Mummy', ha ha haaaaa.