A short conversation with my (almost) 3 year old: Me: “Mai, what do you want to be when you grow up?” Mairead: “You.” Me: ***heart melting*** “Awe!” Mairead: “Or a marshmallow.” …
Ah, the days when our babies were so teeny tiny you could bring them everywhere you went. At least that was my experience. Not to brag, really, I’m not bragging but just stating a fact, I had the EASIEST infant in the history of infants. I regularly would comment to others in the first few months of her life “What the hell is everyone talking about? Being a mother is easy…” And then she turned 2.…