Thursday, June 9, 2011

Medicated

This evening, whilst I was preparing dinner, Sticky Baby decided that Bob, the neighbour's cat, needed a dose of Baby Nurofen..


Drawing back the syring-y thing.....
(he grabbed it out of the top drawer, sneaky bugger)


Aiming in the whisker vicinity....


"Me not meant to medicate feline with liquid paracetamol? Really mummy?"

Classic.
 I love this phase of toddler-hood. Mimicking and parroting galore. Imitation is the greatest form of flattery, right?

1 comments:

Sister F said...

U betcha! So so so cute. You are his world as mum and enjoy it while it lasts as i reckon we have a good 10 years b4 that changes swiftly. I love that G now role plays saying to her dolls "I'm going to the gym so play in the creche and I'll come back after my shower"...in her eyes I am close to Jane Fonda status....love!

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