The dreaded arrival of the classic toddler question made it's ugly debut this weekend. On Friday night. While colouring with Daddy. In response to his gentle rebuke to not draw on her shirt with the marker.
"Why?" asks my innocent little cherub.
"Because it makes the laundry harder for Mommy." he responded. Sigh. Sad, but true.
"Oh." She was satisfied at one answer. Too good to be true. Perhaps it was just a fluke? Perhaps we had a few more blissful weeks free?
That hope was crushed first thing Saturday morning, as I greeted Miss Maddie in her crib, all touseled and still sleepy. "Ooooh Daddy at?"
"He's still sleeping Bugaloo." I responded.
"Why?"
Right. And so it begins...
xxoo.S
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