On Sunday I was quite ill= I have stomach problems. An ulcer, ignored medical advice, and a lost pill box meant spending the day on the couch, unable to walk. Obviously looking after a 3 year old is quite hard if you can’t move. Cue lots of DVD’s, and a day of snacky foods.
During a Charlie and Lola marathon, Rachel asked me to get her some cereal. I said I would, and was psyching myself up to the walk to the kitchen. Rachel ran off, and came back with two cereal bowls, trail of Rice Krispies and milk behind her. She gave me mine, ate hers, then ate mine. When her dad arrived, she told him she had made the dinner because I was poorly.
I know that posting about neglecting your child is not exactly de rigeur in blogs- but I thought she was pretty amazing.