When Devilboy is quietly playing in his room it generally makes me nervous.
And rightly so it would seem as this is the result of his latest “silence!”
“I’m a mummy! But not like you mummy, like an Egypt mummy, mummy!”
Of course you are darling. And I’m a mummy that’s off to the local store, because we’re now all out of toilet paper!
So today we walked into the lounge room to find Devilboy dragging his bare bottom across the carpet in a manner not too dissimilar to the way our senile cat used to.
After pinching myself to see if I was actually conscious and this little episode not a figment of my imagination I asked what I thought a reasonable enough question.
“I just wanted to see what it felt like” he offered, as if it were completely normal behaviour.
“And?” we asked, bemused.
“It feels exactly like rubbing your bottom on carpet”
No shit, Sherlock!