Hubby's driving the car, small fry's in her car seat and I'm seated next to her. I'm trying to have a conversation with hubby but it gets increasingly difficult with constant interruptions from small fry.
“Don’t talk, Mummy, don’t talk!”
"Don't talk!"
“Calm down, calm down.”
Pat, pat, pat, pat on my knee.
"Calm down, Mummy!"
Pat, pat, pat.
“Calm down, calm down, aaahh. Don’t talk.”
Pat. Pat. Pat. Pat.
"Don't talk."
Pat. Pat. Pat.
2 comments:
LOL! Maybe she thought you were frantic!
She can be quite demanding, can't she?
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