Thursday 4 August 2016

A Letter to Mini-Me

Be good, don't cry. It's nearly time for bed. Wipe your tears, blow your nose, wash your face, rest your head. Get on your PJs, brush teeth, into bed - it's time for stories. We'll imagine today never happened and go far away - to a land of laughter where we can play.

So be good, don't cry. Mummy will get better. Daddy's not mad any more and the house can withstand rainy weather. When the storm is brewing and you're caught in the middle, just remember you are innocent - an adult's life can be a riddle. You don't have to figure it out, we can do it ourselves - this is not something to worry your pretty little head about.

So be good, don't cry for Nanny - she's taking care of you now. Mummy and Daddy might get back together and we'll muddle through somehow.

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