Drinks Please

Scene: The Bath – N playing with some little cups.

N: Daddy, what would you like to drink?

Me: Hot Chocolate please.

N: No no no, my shop doesn’t do hot chocolate.  What would you like to drink?

Me: What do you have?

N: Coffee, milk and salad.

Me: Coffee please.

N: Would you like Hot chocolate with that?

Me: Yes please.

N: Here it is, don’t sneeze.

Me: Are you putting pepper in it?

N: Yes.

A question of children

I had an interview today.  It went quite well thank you.  Why is it that you always come out of an interview feeling like you must have sounded like a complete idiot, as though you have been answering the questions in Hebrew, whilst standing on your head and juggling with your feet.  Or is it just me?  And anyway, if I had done all of those things I think they should just give me the job, who else do you know that can speak Hebrew and juggle with their feet?

All of this interview stuff got me thinking, unfortunately none of it was fit to publish as a blog post so I did what I always do in tight corners and asked my wife what I should write about.  That, by the way, is not the best question to ask when the tight corner you are in is surrounded by panthers. So here we are, with a simple question to answer.  What would you ask if you were interviewing prospective parents?