Firefly Tee - TeeFury // Vest - H&M // Jeans - Gap // Boots - Threadsence // Earrings - vintage
It's morning, we're both in our fluffy, fleece PJs, and Baby Girl says to me, "Go work on your commuter, Mama."
'Okay!" I don't often get toddler allowed time to be by myself, and not distracted or hounded for attention, so this is something I don't ask twice about. Off I go into the other room, where I can work and still see half the living room in which she's watching Blue's Clues.
I check email. I respond to a few things. Read a few things. etc. Suddenly I realize it's been really quiet. Very quiet. That 'I-Know-You're-Up-To-No-Good' quiet. My mommy senses are tingling. So I leave the safety of my computer and slowly creep into the next room.
Cautiously peeking around the corner, I see:
Baby Girl sitting in her underwear, PJs torn off and cast aside, munching on a pickle.