After I'd dropped Lucy at nursery, Ella and I drove back towards home to drop her at school. As we neared the local secondary school, we could see all the pupils making their way there in the rain.
Ella: 'Umbrella mummy'
Me: 'Yes, lots of umbrellas today Ella because of the rain'
Ella: 'I need that one'
Me: 'What? You'd like an umbrella?'
Ella: 'yes, pink one'
Me: 'you'd like a pink umbrella?'
Ella: 'I love that one!' (Which is her new favourite phrase).
Well how could I refuse? For a child that has never once asked me for anything, if a pink umbrella is what she wants then...