I've known this for a while. G knows it and asks if I'm hungry whenever I'm narky at him. But what occurred today takes the cake.
I'm lying in bed trying to get a break from my darling daughter. Having told her in no uncertain terms that I had played with her all day already and need an hour to myself so if she could just please amuse herself. Poor thing. Moments like that and I hate fate for not giving me another one to keep her company. Watching her left to her own devices was both hilarious and heartbreaking. But I soon forgot her until she came running down the hallway with a porcelain bowl and metal spoon. She came up to my bed and presented to me a bowl full of corn flakes and very sweetly said... "mummy i thought you were hungry and might want something to eat"
Had to laugh thinking how the hell did she get into my cereal cupboard. It is 2nd shelf above the bench that holds my knives. And to get me a porcelain bowl from out of the cabinet, in the back.
Too sweet and too funny at the same time...
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