The Definition of Wealthy When You're Five...

This morning as I wrapped Charlotte in her brand new purple minky dressing gown, thoughtfully bought for her by Daddy for pyjama day at school I couldn’t help but admire it.

“You know Charlotte,” I said, “You’re very lucky to have a Daddy who buys you really nice things like this lovely dressing gown.”

“You mean I’m really lucky to have a Daddy with stupid amounts of money,” she corrected. 

She talks like she’s five going on sixteen but at least wealth in her mind is measured by Daddy’s ability to afford a brand new dressing gown at a moment’s notice and not our actual financial status.

You can tell this photo was taken by Daddy because first up he's using the standard flash but, more obviously, our children are standing on the dining table.