'I love you mummy' - this is the phrase my son has taken to saying, oh, 3 or 4 times a day...
Should I be rejoicing at having a wonderfully giving, loving child? Or worrying that there is something wrong that every day he has to tell me he loves me?
What a world we live in when the simplest joys become reasons to worry!
On another note, the other half did recognise a difference to the front room, 'oh you have had a big change around...how did you manage it?'....because obviously I am a woman and I can't possibly move the odd display cabinet, music chest, and table around! And now, all my wonderful effort has become a messy room again. I swear, the biggest mess is always created when he is at home! 3 days I kept it tidy...within hours it was a bomb site!
Oh well, going to go clean it up I suppose....or should I leave it for him to do....!?
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