Despite being under the weather Alby is still capable of cracking a smile and getting up to mischief, as seen this afternoon when I ran a bath for him. Being all sicky and having drifted in and out of sleep I decided to forget about baths only being at bedtime. Whilst the bath was filling up Alby waddle up and down the upstairs corridor looking for entertainment.
He finally settled on what I believe to be his favourite game – throwing things! So, he picked up a Thomas the Tank Engine book, walked into the bathroom, raised his arms high in the air and chucked the book in the bath (this is the third time this particular cardboard book has experienced this and needless to say, it’s days are limited). He then walked into the guestroom, picked up two balls from the ball pit and threw them in the bath. Enjoying this so much he walked into my room, picked up my slipper and walked into the bathroom. It was at this point that he got Full Named: “Albert Laurence Beebe you put that down”.
I won’t pretend that he snapped to attention, nor that he refrained from giggling at me but my slipper was saved from a soaking and I have never felt quite so much like a mother!
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