Ds went to his granma's house the other day. She had got him a pair of safety sissors to use fo 'making things' (ds's favourite occupation at the moment). They had metal parts though and at home ds is only allowed to use his 'special sissors' which are entirely plastic (and don't cut a damned thing, but nevermind).
Ds was apalled at his granma - 'no ds have special scissors' and refused to accept them . 'naughty granma' apparently leading him astray.
No why at home does he keep asking for 'mummy, daddy scissors'
Its nice to know somethings sunk in though.