"Connor, come here... Mummy wants to change your diaper."
No response.
"CONNOR. Come here. Diaper change time."
Still no response.
"CON-NOR. I am going to count to three. If you don't come here by then, you are going to be in BIG trouble. One..... two....."
Hurried pitter-patter of toddler feet.
Our little boy comes running up with a big smile plastered across his face as he shouts gleefully at me, "...THREE!!!!"
Sigh.
At least I know he can count. Up to three anyway.
Hi. I actually came to your blog by chance moons ago. Been a silent reader for a while. Truly enjoy reading your posts which are rather amusing especially since the presence of little monkey. Sometimes I share your thoughts and writings with my two girls who are 13 and 11. They love watching videos of Connor...he's such a cutie. You are truly blessed to have a beautiful family. I wish you well.
ReplyDeleteHello Mrs Mummy! Thank you for your comment, very much appreciated! Hello to your daughters - never knew ppl actually enjoy watching my little monyet. Hehe. And yes, I am thankful everyday for my little family, they are everything to me.
ReplyDeleteThank you again, do keep on reading... I try and post as often as I can but sometimes real life does get in the way. Take care!