"Then you're a Viking, mummy"

The little man was in bed when we could hear his little feet running across his bedroom floor.

"Mummy, are you Danish?"

"Yes I am."

At the age of nearly 6, living in Denmark and being half Danish himself you'd think he knew..... Anyhow he obviously just came to let me know this:

"Then you're a Viking."

As he is turning around to go back to bed I told him he is half Viking as well which was just met with an raised eyebrow and a "night night".

So I left the story untold about how the Danish Vikings entered England in the olden days and stole all their women or in my case a man..... In my defence, he did come with me voluntarily!