Good morning. Rise and shine. Wake up teddies.
Blue Teddy and Bunny are still fast asleep.
Little A, however, is bursting with the new day.
Little A, however, is bursting with the new day.
"I want a cuddle Mummy."
"Can I bring Thomas Teddy?."
"Can you take my grow bag off?"
"I want my pyjama bottoms on."
"I want my fluffy socks."
"Can you put my dressing gown on?"
"Is Daddy still sleeping?"
"No, you can't go to the toilet."
"Carry me up the stairs."
"I want a big Weetabix and a little Weetabix."
... "and what's the magic word?" ...
"Please."
A lone sock. The washing is dry.
Dishes to unload. Clean bowls for breakfast.
"Mummy, can I have another Weetabix?"
"Wait a moment."
"I'm just making my porridge."
A glass of fizzing Berocca, a St John's Wort tablet and a mug of chamomile tea.
I sit hunched at the table.
The laptop is open.
My porridge tastes good.
Milky cereal lumped on the table.
Sigh.
"Mummy can I have another Weetabix?"
... "and what's the magic word?" ...
"Please."
Thoughts escaping through the kitchen window.
Wondering. Hoping. Dreaming.
Bored.
The plot for my novel lacks colour. Why am I bothering?
Need to fill the tank with petrol.
It's raining again.
My phone just buzzed.
Must add kitchen wipes to the shopping list ...
"Little A, we need to change your nappy and get dressed."
"Can I have two minutes playtime?"
... "and what's the magic word?" ...
"Please."
Watching cars, cats and the school run on a step stool.
Pink Kitty is indifferent.
Dressed in beige and waiting impatiently for Grandma.
The doorbell rings.
"Mummy, its Grandma!"
Grandma climbs the stairs bearing surprises and hugs.
"Grandma, I'm going to the park."
"Can I put my wellington boots on?"
... "and what's the magic word?" ...
"Please."
I'm linking this post up with The Gallery. This weeks photographic theme is 'The Everyday'.
