13 Jun This Apple Doesn’t Fall Far From The Crazy Tree
I took a couple of hours out of my day today to go shopping with first born.
She had an emoshe moment at bedtime on Friday saying that although she loves her sister she feels left out at times and sad that we don’t get chance to play together.
It wasn’t the stuff feel good movies are made of but a Subway dinner, Primark holiday clothes shop and a jammy-get pot luck pick of the Disney Lego character she had been trying to get her hands on lead to her telling me she had had the ‘best morning ever’ and that she thinks I’m an amazing mum.
We laughed, we held hands, we talked about our shared abstract worries (‘I can’t believe we’re actually in life’……we’re deep thinkers).
Sometimes you just need to weird out with someone who understands.
She also asked me how old I was in 1930.
That wasn’t cool.