Mornings are a bit mad around here. Lots of dashing about, getting kids dressed, packing bags, spreading Nutella on toast, pouring juice, wondering where I put my cup of (now cold) tea...
This morning was no exception. All the usual things happened, but there was one little scene that made me laugh until I cried.
I was in the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror. Trying to straighten out my bangs (they always go all strange and curly overnight) and put on some makeup. I was fully dressed (blouse and v-neck sweater, knickers and socks) except for my jeans. I was fluffing them up in the dryer (aside: I luuuurve my dryer) because they were a bit crunchy from being on the drying rack overnight. Anyway, I was almost totally dressed and there I was, standing at the mirror, applying my mascara.
Then Sawyer came into the bathroom for a little visit. "Hi Mummy!" he said and put his arms around my legs for a hug. Lovely, non? So sweet. But then guess what he did? He started to blow raspberries on my thighs. Great big loud rumbly raspberries. All the while, giggling away, and quite pleased with himself. I mean, what a great way to start the day, right? Jiggling Mummy's thighs and making farting noises at the same time. Endless entertainment.
Needless to say, after I finished laughing, wiped away my tears and finally pried his dribbly mouth away from my bare legs, I had to wash off my smudgy mascara and start again. And as usual, we were late getting out the door.
Just another day chez Pugh...
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