Too strong

I'm rough and I'm tough and my muscles are so big they're popping my pants. I'm so strong I can lift a whole box of nappies I no longer need. You mess with me or steal my chocolates and you're in big trouble. Just keep those itsy-bitsy spiders away from me.

Lil' Aussie

Sure, wanting to go out for a swim is pretty Australian (we're working on the ring not being necessary anymore), as are kangaroos of course. But Zoe really got me the other day when I was trying to get her to clean up some mess while she was busy doing something else, and her reply to my nagging was: "Chill, Papa."