At least that's what I thought Adriana said in her fake little English accent....
Actually it was quite funny; we were in our usual rush trying to get from Ukie school in Holland Park to a birthday party for one of Stefanie's friends in Winchmore Hill; going along teh North Circular, and when Adriana saw that we were passing our normal exit at Henly's Corner to go home, she started whining that she was tired and wanted to go home.
I tried to explain to her that we had to drop Stefanie off first at this party, so that she wouldn't be late and that's when she came up with the gem above: "But parties are not important! Playing at home is more important!", dropping her r's all the way through.
I laughed out loud and explained: "We'll see just how important parties are when it's your birthday and Mama decides to cancel it, shall we?"
I don't think she realized the connection, because her next question was:
"Mama, could I have my birthday at Clown Town?"
I could have continued on with the "important" comment again, but I didn't want to risk a fresh attack of tears...she's only 5 and her sense of humour's definitely not fully developed to handle this kind of ribbing.
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