I’ll add a photo later for effect, but use your imagination.
Update: Staged Photo
Last night we were watching the Royals when Miss 2 appeared for the 327th time. I put her back in her bed. Again. And again.
Miss 11 was up watching with us, and we put her on toddler duty (mostly because we were both quite frustrated by this point).
Up again, we didn’t even look at her. Just said, “A, it’s your turn.”
A starts giggling. (not helpful)
But then I look, and I start giggling. (not helpful)
Miss 2 had walked into the room and was just standing there with her hands over her eyes, as if by doing that, we couldn’t see her.
Yeah. That didn’t work.
That child tests my patience and keeps my funny bone in shape.