Are there awards for lazy mothers? Because if there were today I would totally have rocked it. I didn’t get the munchkin out of her pyjamas because the thought of the daily morning battle to get her to stay still long enough to dress her was a little bit more than I could handle. We weren’t going anywhere, so no one would know.
While I was working, she clambered up onto a chair to pretend to do the dishes. As she often does. I looked up at one point and she had climbed up from the chair and into the sink. I ignored the potential safety implications of that little adventure.
You’ll also note the incredibly dirty window. I don’t think I’ve ever cleaned it. I had the TV on all day and put up with the insipid nature of childrens TV.
So yes, I completely deserve an award for laziness of some kind.