Every parent knows that moment all too well. The house goes quiet. Your toddler is no were to be seen or heard.
Do you finish whatever you’re doing in peace and deal with the potential disaster zone later? Or do you go check the monster is still alive and stop them drawing penises in permenant marker on your bedroom walls?
Yesterday, everything went quiet and I took option one. I found Little Miss quietly reading The Snail & The Whale on my bedroom floor. She then crawled into my lap and asked me to read it to her. It was one of those beautiful motherhood moments.
One hour later it went quiet again and lulled into a false sense of security from the morning’s charming episode, I finished what I was doing.
Oh Amie. So optimistic. So foolish.
It could have been a lot worse. Although, she’s getting cheeky. She kept blaming me for the mess!
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