Out Of The Mouths Of Babes

WHEN our son was young, we would read to him before he went to sleep. We always gave him a kiss before we turned off the light and left. One night he was reluctant for us to leave.

Every time we tried to give him a kiss, he would duck under the covers. In the end, we tried to blow him a kiss. ‘I smashed it!’ he said.

N. Beaumont, Grantham, Lincs.