On the way home from ballet this afternoon, Mini sat down in the middle of a conservation area, folded her legs and told us a story.
"Once upon a time," she said, "a duck went for a walk. He climbed a tree and tried to pick an apple but he couldn't reach so he jumped down and hurt his knee."
She smiled and stood up to continue our walk home.
"Do ducks have knees?" I asked, after a few moments.
"Of course they do, Mummy," she replied, running ahead.
And that was that. An interesting insight into the mind of a two year old.
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