Noah is telling me to be quiet, as his “boy” is sleeping on the upper bunk in the doll house. …His sweet pudgy finger isn’t in quite the right place for “shushing”, but it’s all that much cuter !
Then Noah needed a “nap” too. Being a child is tiring work. Having Noah and mum visit was not work at all. Now that they’ve left, it seems such an “adult” household. We’ll adjust back, but not tonight.