oompa loompa, do-ba-dee-doo
While getting ready this morning, The Girl looked (slightly) up at me and said:
TG: Do you know what my goal in life is?
Me: Nope, what?
TG: To be at least an inch taller than you
Me: Erm, why?
TG: I DON’T WANT TO BE A MIDGET!!!!
Cheeky bloody bint.