Wednesday, 29 June 2005
bathroom play time
I am currently perched on the edge of the little stool that Cass uses to stand on to reach the sink, typing away like mad, while Rosey sticks bath toys in her mouth and grunts and Cass (who's actually in the tub) has two of his dinky car monster trucks talking to each other. It's a toss-up which is more entertaining, hearing 'No, my wheels won't go' and 'Oh, okay, sorry to bother you' or the 'Guh' and then laughter coming from my daughter. And to think I used to be bored on weekend nights!!
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