On Saturday, for some bizarre reason, the boys decided that it would be a great idea to put the decorative glass pebbles from the coffee table in the living room (the obvious choking hazard pebbles, that I am now rounding up and disposing of) down my front and into my bra.
My first thought in response to this wanton intrusion into my undergarments? "What a great attachment opportunity!" Oh the surreal world of adoptive parenting...
We then marched upstairs to see if Mummy rattled when she walked and A reclaimed the beads as treasure for his Fisher Price pirate ship and we did lots of talking in pirate voices.
And then Andy's head appears round the door in a pirate style head scarf / bandanna.
Priceless.
Andy of course delighted in making reference to treasure chests.....
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