Time for my favourite part of the day.
Yes, of course, I adore my children, but there's nothing like sitting down to relax after 20 hours of mothering (I'm including my nightly yo-yo efforts).
Especially today. Luca has been, well, vocal to put it mildly.
Here's a rundown:
We're out shopping this morning and Luca's in the play area. I say it's time to go.
Soon. Not just yet. (Exact words uttered very calmly and self-assuredly.)
NOT JUST YET?? Truth is, I was too speechless to argue.
Kian keeps crawling over to him in the day: (Yells) I want Kian to keep his hands to Kian self!
I've finished hanging the washing out and head inside, but Luca demands I watch him on the trampoline. I can't, so result is a full-blown tantrum. An all-screaming-and-flailing tantrum. ON THE TRAMPOLINE.
I ask him to pack away his cars and blocks this evening: Have to wait a minute!
But if I consider he made me laugh today when he handed our shopping at the checkouts and said: Here you go lady.
And if I think back to yesterday when he said: I missed you today Mummy.
And later at the table sweetly whispered: Thank you for my dinner (ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh).
I suppose it makes it all worthwhile.
|I didn't even know Graeme had taken these lovely photos|
|No comments please about exposed bottom|