Baby boy has become an unstoppable tornedo. The house is a complete chaos of upended toys, chairs, veggies and fruits.
And then, when I put him down, one second he is here and the next he is somewhere else.
With a blink of eyes, he escapes my ties.
And to think he isn’t walking yet!
Can you hear my panicked heart screaming???
2 thoughts on “Memories of Motherhood #41”
Yes, loud and clear…but you have to deal with it!
Yea yea… Be careful :p