Listen To My Face

Last night Brady sat on my lap here at my desk, watching Kyle play a game on  They were taking turns, and Brady, who usually has a hard time doing that, was behaving very well.  Then he put his fingers over the keyboard and pantomimed typing, making a “ticka ticka ticka” noise.

I instinctively moved to block him from the keyboard, knowing too well how a young child can fry a computer with a few clicks.  But then I realized he wasn’t actually pressing down and I said “Are you pretending?”

He nodded.  “I’m being a mom!”


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