Out of the mouths of babes

OUR three-year-old grandson, Finley, was calling to his daddy: ‘Chris, can I have a biscuit?’ Daddy replied to Finley: ‘I am not Chris, I am Daddy to you. Call me Daddy or you won’t get anything.’ Later in the day, Chris said: ‘Come on, mate, get in the car quickly, we have to get off.’ Finley replied: ‘My name’s Finley to you, not mate’!