Sunday, April 25, 2010

Things that go bump in the house.

I wonder if I will ever become less paranoid as a mother. Maybe when I have a dozen* of the little blighters running around I'll be able to look at little Alouicious planning to jump off the roof and I'll think, "Well maybe he can fly" and then I'll go back to reading my book or changing lead into gold or whatever.

But right now, I hear even the slightest thump from the downstairs neighbors and I'm sitting bolt upright, looking for my baby, making sure she hasn't fallen off the floor....

This is my response even if she happens to be in my arms or at her grandparents. Like I said---paranoid.

*I don't actually plan on having a dozen kids, but sometimes these things happen.

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