As a mother I have learned that silence is a scary sound. That is usually when trouble is beginning.
So yesterday when I couldn’t hear Tru playing in the other room, I called to him “Hey Tru, are you okay?”
His answer gave me a chuckle.
“Yea, don’t worry about me mom. I’m just saving the day in here.”
Classic.
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Emily, Cute story!! I had the same feeling the other day when it was too quiet. I found Andrew had pulled a chair up to the microwave and was heating up a metal utensil. He left with black marks inside the microwave and a small burn on his finger. Yikes!! At least it was nothing worse.