Three years ago on this date, Jay and I had our first drink of champagne out of McDonald’s coffee cups as a married couple after almost being late to our own wedding. This year Molly gave us the nicest gift – the best night of sleep since she was born.
I’m a very happy girl and feel full of love for my little family.
Molly’s going to her friend’s first birthday party. I dressed her up very nicely but only an hour later I had to change her dress (puke), shirt (wet with spit), cardigan (spit) and tights (puke). Surprisingly, her nappy was dry.
And then she fell asleep so we’ll definitely be late. She’s the worst guest ever. Never invite her anywhere!
I wanted to tell Molly a story to calm her down before her nap and I first thought of Little Red Riding Hood. I started telling her the story and after an unnecessarily long description of all the food her mother prepared for her granny (I’m on a diet), I realised I didn’t know the rest of the story.
Does her red hood play any role in the story? How and why did the wolf end up in her granny’s house? Where and when does the hunter appear? Why didn’t the wolf just eat the girl in the forest?
Well, he did in my version of the story. And he enjoyed all the food from the basket as well. The end.