Yesterday, I was in the kitchen and the kids were playing by themselves. Max had been having a good day and had earned back his legos bin from the basement. They were playing nicely with no whining or fighting, so I went about my business making dinner and cleaning the kitchen...
And then I glanced up and saw this:
Charlie hadn't noticed me yet:
Then, 'Oh, Mommy, it's you. Ta-da!' (Her version is 'Dah!')
Luckily, Max maintained his good humor through this. Then I was trying to teach Charlie that things in good fun like this are nice, but as soon as Max says he wants out, you have to let him out.
Got it, Char? 'Got, Mommy.'
No comments:
Post a Comment