The boy's homework last night was to write about my hobbies - obviously on a Mother's Day kind of theme.
So the boy rambled on about writing books, and singing in the choir and we were having a lovely conversation where he said one of my favourite things was being his best friend.
Buoyed by this sense of confidence I decided I push things one step further which I should have known was a bad move.
"So I'm a good mummy then?" I ask. (Needy? Moi? Yep!)
"Oh yes mummy. The best."
"So, if you could choose a mummy out of all the mummies in the entire world, who would you pick?"
He paused. Thought about it for a while and replied with a very serious face. "I think I'd choose an Egyptian mummy. That would be really interesting."
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