Do not leave the books you read, around the house.Or atleast have answers ready if someone picks it up and interrogates you about it.
Unknown to me, Daughter picked up the book I am currently reading -‘ A Last Kiss for Mummy’. The blurb says,’ A teenage mum, a tiny infant, a terrible choice’.
She came running to me, ‘ Have you read this book?
Daughter, ‘ It says here, ‘a teenage mum! How is that possible? I thought you had to be a grown up to become a mum?’
Me, fumbling for words, ‘Err, yes, well technically teenagers could become mums, but it’s not a good thing, is it? Because they are children themselves, aren’t they?’
Daughter,’ They are not children, they are teenagers, it’s different, you know. But is there a magic potion( after effects of too much Harry Potter, I think), to stop teenagers from becoming mums?
Me,’ Well, there might be, actually, but lets discuss that some other time, shall we, when you are a little older?’
Daughter,’ Alright, maybe if you read the book, you will know what happened? You haven’t finished reading the book, have you?’
Me, ‘ No, I haven’t’
Daughter, attention back to other innocuous things, ‘ Tell me, can you remember Dumbledore’s full name, his whole name, not just Albus Dumbledore’.