...This morning, I told Noah to go get a bath and added, "While you are taking a bath, I am going to take a shower.
10 minutes later, I get out of the shower and hear my child wailing.
I run to the bathroom, thinking the worst. (I don't really know off-hand what that is, just that it would be bad).
He looks at me and says in his saddest voice, "Where were you?"
note to self: Always tell Noah things twice.
2 comments:
Oh my. Noah and Phoebe are definitely cut from the same cloth. She spends half her time looking for me (and I'm never that far away!)
Oh, poor thing. Well, I'm glad you're found now! :)
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