Monday, July 21, 2008
He's a cheeky one.
Oldest is still sleeping in a cotbed. A bed that he has never climbed out of himself and therefore needs me to lift him in and out of. He'll be getting a big boy bed soon, but for now he calls me when he wakes up in the morning or after a nap. Here's how that went yesterday:
Me: Be right there child.
Oldest: MRS C!
Oldest: MOMMY C-(the rest of our surname)! (really dragging out the syllables)
Me: Oldest, I'll be there in a minute.
(I was feeding Littlest at the time and he only had a little bit left)
This is followed by a few seconds of silence before Oldest pulls out the big guns.
At which I couldn't resist and went into him. He then called me 'cheeky monkey' and raised his arms to be lifted out.