I'm driving along the dual carriageway at 70mph and I'm getting grief from Wee Z:
"Mummy, why did you say you were never going to kiss Daddy again?!"
"Did I say that? I don't remember saying that!" This kid has far too good a memory!
"Yes, you did Mummy. Remember that one time that Daddy tried to kiss you and you ran away?" One time?!
"Why do you want Mummy to kiss Daddy anyway?"
"Erm, because you are MARRIED Mummy and that's what you HAVE to do!"
And then Miss C says, "Yes and we want you to get another baby!"