Miss M: “Mummy, can my have a giant Esther.”
Me: “Pardon babe?”
Miss M: “My want a giant Esther please.”
Me: “A what? Who’s Esther M? What do you want?”
Miss M: “My want a GIANT ESTHER.”
Me: “Erm…”

She frowns at me in that withering way three year olds do, then drags me into the kitchen.
Miss M: “My want to eat a giant Esther Mummy. Up there. Like Granny.”
Me: “Ahhhhhhh.”
Digestive/Giant Esther.
Almost exactly the same.


Next she’ll want a chocolate Giant Esther!!
The games we have to play to figure out what they’re saying!
Hee Hee!
tee hee…but I have to say….ummmmm what an unappealing name for a cookie. bleh!
I’d have never have got that!
oh for cryin’ out loud who DOESN’T want a giant esther? all that potential morning talk show in your house (well on your property unless you have a really tall house and why would you, except only just to *have* a giant esther in your house?)! it would be *almost* as good as a giant oprah. oh bob i want a giant oprah. please, won’t someone give me a giant oprah?
Ha, ha! So cute. Good thing she could point out what it was or you’d be out calling every Esther in the phone book “ahem, excuse me, are you a giant?”
Well make that two giant Esthers as I’m quite partial to them as well!
The biscuits that is …. not the Rantzens!
Um, Giant Esther kind of scares me…..
I’m just sayin’.
She is the sweetest!!!
There you go, talking food again. What is a digestive biscuit, and why are you eating them? It sounds like something you eat to make you poo.
I do like a Giant Esther to dunk in my cuppa….
Rosie, mmmm, chocolate digestives, slurp.
Lori, thank Bob by the time they’re three we’re gooood.
Belle, it made me laugh too. ;D
Corey, you know, you’re right.
Akela, the granny bit gave me a clue. My mum loves those biscuits.
Holly, I will get you a giant Oprah, ok?
Erin, I would have probably been arrested for harrassment or something.
Maggie May, they are so good for dunking.
Mie, she is scary. Run away.
Mrs Weasley, I think so too most of the time.
Momo, it’s funny, I never thought about it till I googled for a picture and it brought up the digestive tract, bleurghhh. So I took my own pic.
Dumdad, me too. Yum.
I play this game at least once a day, but I’m not nearly as successful as you at solving the mystery. I like to think that’s because The Ambassador is only 21 months old and not because I’m an idiot. Right? Right.