In our house N is for nest or for Nick, nut I don't think it will long before it is also for 'nursing home'.
What with Little Girl's iPad dexterity I'm sure it won't be long before she starts googling them.
Why? I hear you ask.
Well, I don't think it will be too long before her mother is a burden on her. You see I am quite accident prone, be it glass or a large splinter in my foot, or a need to 'fix' my hair, I seem to spend a lot of time hobbling or 'hopping on one leg mummy'.
'I look after you mummy'
'careful mummy, it's dangerous' ( walking down the stairs)
'over here mummy, there's a car'
But the worst thing I have done so far? I fell down the stairs, cried out and little girl shut herself in the bathroom where she spent twenty minutes crying for her daddy. All my bones had gone into shock and I couldn't go back up to her.
So none of this business where the toddler saves a life by dialling 999.
When she calmed down, once she had bought me something 'cool to make the hurt better' (no, not a G&T - what kind of mum do you take me for?), I was told off.
'that was a sad choice mummy.'
'don't do it again mummy'
'it makes me sad'
Makes her sad!! It's me with the bruises.
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