Wednesday, 12 December 2007

The ups and downs of having a big brother (or sister)

Yesterday, Sebastian was showing Sophie a rolicking good time by bouncing away on their parents' bed and hiding under the duvet (under it this time). We then all trekked downstairs to see how the gingerbread cookies were cooling.

A few minutes (I estimate 3), I realise Sophie is not in the kitchen and that I don't hear her, so I ask big bro to go and check on what she is up to. 10 seconds later, I hear "She gone upstairs, Mum". Mad dash to and up the 16 - SIXTEEN!! - stairs, while scanning downstairs rooms, I find her back in our bedroom looking for the party that her brother started.

So, girlfriend at 12 months knows how to climb stairs, Seb, though usually excellent at closing the stairs gate, is still 4, and me, I have to close the kitchen door.

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