Miss C and I were driving along in the car when a milk van drove past us. Miss C began to shout, "look Mummy, it's the milk van!"
"So it is!" I said. "Do you know where milk comes from?"
"Yes it does, clever girl. And do you know which part of the cow it comes from?"
Wee Z and Miss C were sitting down to breakfast on Sunday morning. I was feeling rather unwell so I decided not to have any breakfast. I dished out some Multigrain Shapes for them both and as I walked to the fridge to get the milk, Wee Z said, "hurry up Mum, I need some milk. My fish can't swim!"