from the mouths of innocent

so i am currently adding a certain 21st century spin to the nuclear household. i am staying with my mates Gerry and Neil and their kids. we are, officially an SITKOD – a single-income, two-kid, one-gay-man family,
Erin is six going on 18 (she keeps looking at herself in the mirror and saying 'Am I pretty today?' a girl after my own heart.
Molly is a year old and delight, but can be a screamer when the mood takes her.
Yesterday Gerry and I were talking about possible films to rent (as you do on Saturday nights when you reach a certain age). When she suggested Mamma Mia i said 'i'm not watching that s.h.i.t.' because in a house of children you have to spell out naughty words.
'Oh!' said Erin 'You spelled shit!'
how we laughed!
we finally settled on HSM2, which as i'm sure you already know is the follow up to the searing social realism classic High School Musical. the highlight for me was when Troy channelled the Zen masters by announcing to Gabriella 'let's not think about the future, let's just enjoy the here and now'. for Erin it was one rather melancholy (and so unremarkable i can't even remember its title) song about having to part and go off alone etc etc. 'I like this song,' she said in a tiny (as opposed to tinny) voice 'but in my heart it makes me feel sad. like i want to cry.'
i said that it was ok to cry but Erin rallied round: 'i'm only going to cry happy tears!'
that's the spirit!