3 September 2010

Imaginary friend

My daughter has an imaginary friend. Her name is Tibby. Tibby can be a baby, she can be a mummy. Tibby has had a full life, I can tell you that. She flies on planes, she goes to England, she plays at the beach and she doesn't like having naps during the day. Tibby is mentioned many, many times each day. She's a character, that Tibby. My daughter, too.


1 comment:

Nat Kringoudis Melbourne said...

Oh how I loved my imaginary friend. Her name was Joyce and she drove a Red Subaru. You know, I can even tell you what she looked like. Joyce also had a friend, her name was Dana, but I was jealous of Dana a bit. How imaginations are wonderful things!