Me: "Yes Mags?"
Mags: "Can we rock for a minute?"
Me: "Sure! Come on over."
Mags: "You smell really good today. I like it when you take showers."
My poor peanut. She was wiped out today. Her night terrors have made a strong comeback lately, so by the late afternoon she has hit the wall. Today she wasn't trying to hide that she was exhausted and needed a quick power nap. I was more than happy to oblige. But, like always, I was being hunted. A blue-eyed, blond haired search party of one was out in full force. Take a look at the events that took place.
Warm, snuggled, sleeping five-year-old=heaven.
I was just going to take a quick pic and enjoy rocking her for 15 minutes.
Tuck: "MAMA! MAMA! Oh! There you are. What are you....
Tuck: "WHAT? WHAT DID YOU SAY?"
Tuck: "WHY DO YOU NEED ME TO BE QUIET? IS MAGS SLEEPIN'?"
Me: "Ummm...are you serious right now?"
Tuck: "Oh. Okay. I'll be quie...WAIT A MINUTE! I can see
myself on your computer screen from way over here!
Can you see me in your computer screen?"
Me: (gives up and laughs)
Me: (mouthing) "I see you."
Tuck: "WHAT DID YOU SAY? YOU SAID IT TOO QUIET!"
Me: (pointing to sleeping Mags)
Tuck: "I see her in the computer screen, too. Look! She's sleepin'!"
Me: (laughing hysterically)
Tuck: (laughing hysterically at me laughing hysterically)
Tuck: "You can still see me, right? See me now? SEE?
(jumps up and down, waves arms frantically)
Me: "Ahhhhh! No! Please don't wake up....
Mags: "What's all the noise about?"
Me: (EVIL EYE INTO COMPUTER CAMERA)
That shot was not taken for fear you may turn into a statue.