We move houses.
The whole house is littered with boxes and total chaos prevails. The little one is playing in the master bedroom and a sudden gust of wind closes the door. It gets locked. One adult is immediately sent to soothe the child and keep him engaged, while the others run around the house like headless chicken looking for the blessed key. A nice distraction to the otherwise mundane task of unpacking.
2 comments:
Packing is boring....unpacking is always interesting..
So thambi did not cry at all?
initially he did, but cooled down after that.
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