So I couldn't find my keys this morning. I searched high & low. I phoned hubby twice (note that he is the forgetful one in this family...I was practically convinced he had taken said keys and put them somewhere random). Eventually it occurred to me - I have an 18 month old who now walks. Hmmmmm... "Where are Mummy's keys?" "Carkey, carkey, carkey". Adorable. She didn't actually manage to lead me to them, but I did find them quite a while later inside one of her shoes.
I know many will be
driven insane by used to this kind of behaviour, but it is SUCH a gem for me. A first! Anyone else out there in blogland with a cutesy story to tell?