I’m a hippo

Here is a conversation between Lorraine and Freya from this morning that had us cracking up.

Freya with hippo
As I was feeding Hamish this morning, Freya was happily playing with her horses. “This is mummy horsey and this is baby horsey,” she was saying.

I just thought I’d teach her a couple of new words, and so I told her “A mummy horse is called a ‘mare’ and a daddy horse is called a ‘stallion’.” Immediately, her inquisitive mind came up with a question:

“And what’s Hamish?” “Hamish isn’t a horse,” I replied (in a silly billy tone of voice). “You’re not a horse, are you?!” “No,” she said. “I’m a hippo.”