Secrets

Today I took the children shopping to buy a Christmas present for Brendon. (I asked Isabelle what she wanted to get him first - she said "Undies and a singlet". We went for her second choice, which I think she is very happy with).

Afterwards we went to the local vet and the children chose a little present each for Houdini. Aidan chose a Father Christmas on a string with a bell. Isabelle chose some tasty treats.

When we got home, we hid Daddy's presents in one of my drawers. We talked about our secret and how it was important not to tell Daddy what we had got him before he unwrapped the gifts.

As soon as Brendon arrived home, Aidan ran to the door and (after his customary greeting of "poo bum poo bum") said "Chocolate! And...chocolate! In Mummy's drawers!". He then eagerly led Brendon towards the hallway door so he could show him where the presents were. (Luckily Brendon was on to him and he didn't raid the secret stash!).

(Aidan did the same thing when I stowed my gift to Brendon up on my wardrobe shelf. He led Daddy to it at the earliest opportunity, pointed upwards and said "secret!", smiling broadly).

Ah well, it is best not to have secrets in the family I guess!