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Rowan in the bath tonight, during a period of "I am Sportacus"[1], an obsession stemming from the Lazytown tv show, was pretending to be Sportacus, the sporty Icelandic hero.
Me: "I can wash Sportacus's face, as you need a clean moustache, but you have to be Rowan for a bit as I need to wash your special place. Sportacus doesn't have a vulva. He has a penis."
Rowan: "You be Robbie Rotten then."
Me (to Sam): "Aha, I always suspected they got up to that sort of thing."
Rowan (piping up again): "And I can be the window cleaner!"
My brain: "Boggle".
[1] Of course, I am Brian Blessed.
Me: "I can wash Sportacus's face, as you need a clean moustache, but you have to be Rowan for a bit as I need to wash your special place. Sportacus doesn't have a vulva. He has a penis."
Rowan: "You be Robbie Rotten then."
Me (to Sam): "Aha, I always suspected they got up to that sort of thing."
Rowan (piping up again): "And I can be the window cleaner!"
My brain: "Boggle".
[1] Of course, I am Brian Blessed.
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