Not Naughty

Yesterday had the potential to be one of Those Days. OtherHalf was away overnight for work. I’m *ahem* hormonal (sorry if that’s TMI). No playgroup. Gymnastics for LittleMoo and LittleSquishy would have to come too because Daddy’s not at home to supervise nap.

So I booked them into the nursery for the morning to give me some sanity time. I should have spent it working. But I ended up doing some retail therapy (brought some wool to knit a hat and some socks for OtherHalf), and missing the sprogs.

When I went to collect the girls to take them to gymnastics, I was strapping LittleSquishy into her carseat and she looked at me and said: “I be very not naughty for you today Mummy.” Aww, bless. And I hadn’t even talked to her about being good. She has been a little monster lately, having tantrums if you looked at her wrong, but yesterday I didn’t mention her behaviour. And she was fairly not-naughty for me. Even though she was pretty exhausted by the time we got home:

Shot with Canon 350D, f/4, ISO 200, Sigma 18-55mm lens @ 35 & 24mm
 

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