Posh

At lunch on Saturday, C announced that she didn't want to be like me because I'm "too posh".  J & I had a good laugh about this one.

Of course, I'm thinking to myself that it could be worse.  Even go so far as to believe this may be a complement and one day 'she'll understand'.

Just out of curiosity, I asked C her definition of posh.  Her reply:  "It means that if someone doesn't do what you say, you whack them in the bum with your umbrella.  But I'm your child so you wouldn't do that to me but you might do it to the staff."

The staff??!  Not sure what world she's living in.