No Child is Born Perfect

​My kids are not perfect, yet they are damn close!

At 10.45am this morning 21mo Aidan asked for food and milk (in a way that only Sarah and I understand), then got up and walked to the hall door.

He blurted a noise that sounded remarkably like “BED!” – so I walked him down to his cot. He reached onto our bed for his sleeping bag, and giggled as I put it on him.

Moments after I laid him down, his little eyes closed. The gorgeous little man really wanted to slee!

Probably because he had broken sleep last night when his older brother was screaming during his bath to remove toothpaste from his hair.

Kids may not be perfect, but they are sure are damn funny!


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