LAMB // FORTY FIVE MONTHS


LAMB // FORTY FIVE MONTHS

The 'whys' are in full swing at the moment. I know this is a completely normal stage for you to be going through but gosh, it does my head in sometimes. 

You: Are we there yet? 
Me: Not yet, sweetheart.
You: Why?
Me: Because.... we're........ not.
You: Will there be cake there?
Me: We will have to wait and see.
You: Why?

.... and on it goes, what feels like the same conversation. All day.

On the other hand, I'm glad you have this natural inquisitiveness. You want to know everything and I only wish I had all the answers ready for you. It makes me realise how little I actually know. It also helps me to remember how young you still are. Too often I fall into the trap of treating you like a rational adult, only to quickly become frustrated with you. But then you say something so innocent and beautiful and I'm reminded that you are still so small. Like when I tell you that trees drink water through their roots and you look up at me say: "Do da twees have blood and teefs too?" Or when I tell you that some spiders dig holes and live underground and you look perplexed and ask if they have a bucket and spade. Or when I ask you how much you love Mummy and you hold up five fingers and exclaim "Dis many!" Because to you, five is an awful lot.