Laura: Mummy, I wish I had a broken foot. Deb: Why do you wish you had a broken foot, sweetie? Laura: I dunno. … Laura: Actually, I wish I had two broken feet and a broken arm.
Laura: Daniel asked the eight-ball if he should marry it and it said “Yes”, but that doesn’t make sense. You can’t marry an eight-ball because an eight-ball doesn’t have lips.
Daniel: What do you like best, Laura? Lego or TV? Laura: Lego! Daniel: Yeah, Aditya would say TV and Timothy would say TV, but I think Lego’s better too.
5am. Laura: Mum… Deb goes in to Laura. Deb: What is it? Laura: I feel very strange in bed. A few minutes later, Martin goes in to see what’s up. Laura: Dad, you scared me when you came over. I thought you were a dinosaur or something.