Oh dear, I am irredeemably middle class...

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DS1 (3)already refers to all play car parks as 'The John Lewis car park'. When we are out, if he smells a bonfire or smoke from a chimney, he now declares loudly 'Mummy, I can smell a wood-burning stove'.

Bless im.

Often, in supermarkets and the like, people ask DD (3) her name and her little brother's name (he's almost 2). When she tells them his name is is Boccherini (it isn't, it's something quite ordinary but Boccherini is his nickname), I see the people thinking, 'Ha, how pretentious and hilarious'.

DS1 loves babyccinos (we spend too much time in cafes) but I have carefully trained him to call it a cup of tea

Effie - what is a Babyccino?

PMSL DS was staggering round a cafe in Dorset demanding a babyccino. We looked like utter ponces

It's a pretend cappucino made of milk

As an aside DS thinks I drink cup-of-tea-nos

It's a pretend cappucino made of milk

As an aside DS thinks I drink something called a cup-of-tea-no

sigh

we used to have a babyccino addict - now it's a "big boys coffee"

although wailing his head off clutching the door handle to the local starbucks wailing "but i waaaaaaant to go to staaarbucks" was pretty embarassing - esp since we only goto our local independent cafe. hate s'bucks.

I would LOVE to find a glam. housecoat I could wear over my pyjamas so I look dressed when the courier arrives unbearably early. Or for cleaning.

Anyone know where you can get something like this?

I thought housecoats were those flowery, possibly quilted, pocketed, buttons down the front things too. a lovely example here

"cup-of-tea-no" - LOLOL

like this, abraid?

DS2 had a babychino for the first time the other day (too old for it really but it was free).

He raised an eyebrow and said

'This is just froth. Do you remember how when I was little I couldn't say "th" and so I called the Egyptian god of time and the Moon "Foff"?'

That's poncy rather than MC, though, isn't it.

Yes, v big LOL at 'cup-of-tea-no'

Unhealthy ready meals? Have you people never heard of Cook ?

Wittering - I love Foff.

Surely you are all describing bathrobes/robes?

Now the ready meal thing is a debate - you see where I live you can pay £12 for a ready made lasagne which is frozen but made of some bizarre hand stroked cow who was bored to death by having Tolstoy read to him and wheat grown in a virgin's armpit (probably). Or you can nip to the supermarket and get a crap meal for about £3. Tis not necessarily chavsville to buy prepared foods see.

Ah yes the hell that is the babyccino - surely someone out there is responsible for coming up with this - they don't do it in Italy that's for bloody sure! Mind you DD is quite sweet sitting there saying, 'I'm pretending to be mummy' ,

Wittering - Discussing Thoth when you're little suggests circumstances that are elevated from the requirement to define social class.

BTW living in a bathrobe while at home is a few short steps to wearing a moo moo dress

LOL at 'bored to death by having Tolstoy read to him' Do the RSPCA endorse this method?

Ds has started coming home from school asking what he is going to have for supper - we have dinner or tea and that's it. He now thinks he is being cheated out of a mystery 4th meal that everyone else gets. He also thinks that the This Little Piggy song goes "This little piggy went to Starbucks, this little piggy stayed at home ...."

My now 8yo, has been known down the years to ask waiters in not so posh restaurants whether they had anything with olives or langoustine in. And then to complain 'but these are black olives, I only really like the green ones'

He could also throw a fine strop if I ever inadvertently tried to give anyone else his 'olive bowl'

Not bad considering his mum didn't taste an olive, pepper or garlic until she left home at 18

fabhead - we have 'this little piggy had roast beef, this little piggy had quorn....'

Yes, Swedes. DS2 is declassé intellectual. He sneered cruelly at the crayons the waitress offered him.