... although I'm not sure where he getting this knowledge!!!
Yesterday he announced that he could spell The King's name.
He stood proudly in the middle of the kitchen,
took a big breath, squared back his shoulders and began:
"It's A ...... S ....... S!"
Pleased as punch he sat there waiting for praise.
As soon as I picked my jaw up from the floor,
I quickly told him that he had done a good job.
(Heaven help me!)
"We'll keep working on that, buddy!"
(Sure glad he starts pre-school this week!)