“Spiderman! You can not wear high heels on the toilet!”
Even as I’m saying it, I acknowledge the absurdity of it. And by on the toilet, I mean on it. Walking into the bathroom, there Brennyn is, dressed as Spiderman in pink highheels, standing on top of the toilet seat with a glimmer in her eyes that tells me she is about to give tap dancing a try. Even though she can barely stand in the bloody things.
What a nutter.
She gets down safely but then circles our upstairs clomping on heels doing ninja kicks singing something that sounds like ‘Blah Blah Blah’ to the tune of Spiderman.
And then it is time to come home for a nap. For the first time ever, she does not
demand ask for a su-su and since Bal keeps pushing for her to be done with it, I decide to see if she’ll actually nap without it. I hear her talking and playing as I go downstairs for lunch but when I come up, it is quiet so I go for a shower.
Only when I come out, I can hear her again. Chattering away an hour into ‘nap’ time. When I try to go into the bedroom, I find her body blocking my way and when she doesn’t want to budge, I become suspicious.
“What are you up to in there?”
Never a dull moment with Cheeky Monky Spidey Princesses in the house that’s for sure!