Zahara is such a chatterbox and I love hearing what's going on in that gorgeous head of hers. Here are a few recent gems.
Z: One day I am going to have a backyard with a fruit tree and a playground. One pear tree. Or maybe two.
Z: Mummy? One day, will you marry me?Me: Of course!
Z: But not yet. We have to wait until I'm older.
Me: How old do you have to be to get married?
Z: Maybe 100
Me: And how old will I be?
Z: I want to be a space teacher. That's called astronomy.
Z, playing doctor: I hate to tell you this, but you're very sick.
See previous Thoughts by Z here