I was on my way to the clothes line this morning and the children were in our vacant veggie patch playing gardening.
“Hoe, Mitchell, hoe!”
“Mum, Mitchell’s not hoeing!”
“This is a game, not a concentration camp!”
I was perusing a coles catalogue with Mitchell looking over my shoulder. I came to a mobile phone and Mitchell asked:
“Is that an ear phone?”
I wasn’t entirely sure what he meant, but I decided it was seeing as you put it on your ear to talk.
He then asked:
“Is there an eye phone here?”