1 Cheeky Monkey Playing in the Laundry

Life with 3 kids has been pretty hectic (hence my lack of blogs since #3 was born) but it's been a learning curve and a bit of an adventure.

Elijah has proved to be a wonderful addition to our family. I still get a shock sometimes when I look at him and realise that he is my son, my beautiful little boy. Jemima and Amelia have adjusted fairly well to having a baby brother and need to be (constantly) reminded that they're his sisters, not surrogate mothers. Despite the sometimes misguided enthusiasm, both girls are wonderful helpers and loving big sisters.

In their enthusiasm they both enjoy playing "house" and it was during one of their games that they both ended up in the laundry. I was outside hanging out the washing, Elijah was with me in his rocker. After a few minutes the laundry door closed, this didn't alarm me as Jemima is quite capable of opening the door on her own. I finished taking the dry washing off the line and made my way back to the house, when I got to the laundry door I tried to open it and found that it was locked. Jemima, who was on the other side of the door, started to panic after realising what she had done and what she was unable to undo. Fortunately (for me) I was able to get Jemima to open the front door and I was able to get back inside.

It was a lesson learned for my 4 year old who now knows not to play with the keys in the lock. But I am now left wondering if I need to have a spare set of keys on me all the time, just in case.