There’s this little game we play where I remove my glasses, we stare into each other’s eyes and then slowly butt heads before collapsing in fits of giggles. Sounds odd to the outsider but it keeps us amused. We were indulging in a spot of this today while he was sitting in his highchair and I was drawing pictures of ‘Doddor in caaaaar!’ for him. I got the giggles when our heads met and moved sideways, promptly nutting the bowl of crayons. Felix looked shocked but I laughed and said, ‘Ow! Mummy’s an idiot’ to which he nodded and said sagely, ‘Yes, Mummy is’.
Later on, we were reading the Standard Life Money magazine (his choice, obviously) when I asked, ‘Felix cuddle Mummy?’ and he answered with a lovely sing-song ‘Noooooooo’. He pushed me away and I made an ‘I’m so sad, please cuddle me face’. He pulled a mock pathetic look in return and cried, ‘Waaaaaah waaaaaah’ in a tremulous voice. I started to pretend cry and he laughed and said, ‘Mummy go waaaaah’. Seeing that I hadn’t desisted, he pointed at his tea set and suggested, ‘Tea?’ before taking my hand and pulling me off the sofa to make a cup. How very English of him.
Later on, we were reading the Standard Life Money magazine (his choice, obviously) when I asked, ‘Felix cuddle Mummy?’ and he answered with a lovely sing-song ‘Noooooooo’. He pushed me away and I made an ‘I’m so sad, please cuddle me face’. He pulled a mock pathetic look in return and cried, ‘Waaaaaah waaaaaah’ in a tremulous voice. I started to pretend cry and he laughed and said, ‘Mummy go waaaaah’. Seeing that I hadn’t desisted, he pointed at his tea set and suggested, ‘Tea?’ before taking my hand and pulling me off the sofa to make a cup. How very English of him.
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