Sometimes, memories are made in the most unexpected ways.
Especially when it involves little hands and little feet.
"Mama, I hear... Boy crying!"
My concentration broke.
I was interrupted by the concerned tone of my first born, all while minding my own business in the toilet.
Like most Mamas would (I presume), I decided that I was done. Not because I was, but because I had to. If you know what I mean.
"Ali, can you please check on your brother? Hello, are you there? Where are you?"
Wasn't gonna put my hopes up as she was busy playing with her tab earlier.
As I was washing my hands, the faint cries coming from the room stopped.
I wondered what could be happening inside, and didn't manage to check whether the little girl was still in the living room.
Hurriedly, I walked through the door. Lo and behold, this was what I see.
Two little children staring back at me.
No wonder the crying stopped, the big sister stepped up to bring some comfort to the little brother by being a company to him.
The big sister has a way of making the little guy laugh, entertaining him with the funniest acts and songs that she could think of on top of her head.
And today, it was a photoshoot sesh with the little brother using a hanger!
If only you could listen to their laughter, they were contagious!
It was a fun little afternoon, except that the big sister had decided not to have her afternoon nap and went on to play in the living room while I was left to make the little guy sleep. Again.
Okay, off to dreamland you go.
art and flair courtesy of @PegasusPhysics