Silence is golden, unless you have toddlers and then its just suspicious.

Back in simpler times before the little monsters arrived silence often meant to me boredom, I didn’t like staying in I always wanted to be out doing things having fun with my friends. Not content with my own company I know look back on these days and kick myself why did I not make the most of these times what I would give for a cup of tea or even a shower in peace and quiet. The little things you take for granted before children now feel like massive achievements.

After Maisy was born I found silence meant peace ahh the baby is asleep I can have a nap now or catch up on some house work. I welcomed silence then and was quite happy to potter around with only myself for company this didn’t last long enough the day time naps fizzled out with her far to early what went from a long 2 hour nap in her bedroom turned into a quick power nap in the pram when we we’re out I felt cheated.

Fast forward 3 years, silence now means to me suspicion. If this house is quite for more than a minute or so you can put money on something is being eaten that shouldn’t be, climbed on, ripped or broken.
I hear myself saying too many times its too quite what are they up to and 9/10 times its something they shouldn’t be.

So why did I find my self shocked when after being left for 2 minutes while I got baby Lottie ready for bed to find they had turned there bedroom in to a “park”.
Mattresses off beds for slides a climbing frame fashioned out of mounds of the thousands of teddies they have amassed over the years, not to mention that having only a few minutes earlier bathed and put them into pj’s they were both now wearing party dresses. So the room that I left tidy had been turned upside down and reinvented within seconds when I looked round the door to see what had been keeping them so quiet I was as you can imagine – stunned, how can two such little people create this amount of destruction.
Struggling not to laugh, I of course took a few pics before being serious mummy again and getting them to put there room back to normal.

Moral of the story mum should of known better.

What does silence mean in your house? what crazy things have your children got up to while your back was turned?


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  1. July 8, 2014 / 1:46 pm

    That looks such a familiar scene, we do pay for silence

  2. July 8, 2014 / 2:31 pm

    yes we do how do these small people have so much energy and such big imaginations!

  3. July 13, 2014 / 11:26 pm

    this so made me snigger Amy .. with having a toddler in my house too it certainly resonated with me!

    thanks for linking up with #MagicMoments

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