There's that too, you know?
For instance, I awoke this morning to a naked, wet-haired two-year-old asking me to change her diaper please.
This is a morning that would have otherwise required tooth picks to keep my eyelids open, but upon seeing this sight in the blurry dimness that one cracked eyeball afforded, I was instantly awake!
That must have been one seriously soggy diaper this morning for her hair to be wet too!
Now I was fully awake. Nothing like the imagined mess lurking somewhere in the path of other little feet to bring one to ones senses - however awful the sensation must be!
Then I noticed the towel draped over one shoulder.
And she was too clean and dry.
Confusion upon confusion!
At last what I deciphered from my lisping daughter, was that she had taken a shower with big brother - before seven in the morning , mind you!
He is amazing! How come I haven't thought of having him do that before now?
Will I in the future?
I don't know, but what I do know is that my Zachary saw an opportunity to share some fun with sister, and help mom out too.
Though there was nothing commonplace about it!
3 years ago