I think I inadvertently found myself in a hitherto unseen part of a Two Ronnies sketch tonight.
I had just put Emma to bed and read her a couple of stories when I noticed some laundry that had yet to be put away. Being the "new man" that I am, I thought it would be a good idea to sort it out now, and set about placing each item in its appropriate place in her wardrobe. Socks, knickers, vests and jeans all posed no problem, but then I picked up some kind of dress she had been wearing yesterday.
Unsure of its normal home, I turned to Emma and asked her where it belonged.
"In the top drawer" came her reply, so I duly opened the top drawer, which was full of fleeces, and proceeded to fold it neatly away.
"No Daddy, the top drawer" said Emma. Somewhat puzzled, I removed the dress and realised that it obviously belonged in her other set of drawers on the opposite side of the room. I duly crossed towards them, but as I was about to open the top drawer Emma leapt from her bed, took the dress and put it in the third drawer down of her wardrobe.
"In here - the drawer where I keep my tops". And off she toddled back to bed.
Ronnie Barker would have been proud of her.
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That's funny! Foiled by child logic again...
Ah, the curse of literalism. This is something that Denis Norden has written about too.
You know the sort of thing; The sign that helpfully directs you to the "Disabled Toilet".
Or how about "Pedestrians Look Right"...? (well, they look OK to me)
I fear that Emma will have her monster horticultural expectations dashed when she reads "Heavy Plant Crossing".
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