Isobel was unusually snuggly this morning, climbing up on my lap. So we had a cuddle and I said that was so nice to get to do this with her because sometimes parenting was hard.
John was lounging on the nearby bed -- watching and listening to everything.
Isobel laughed and said "It's 'easy-peasy' when you can read my mind!" Then I asked her who could read her mind?
"I'm pointing at him," she said, gesturing at John.
"How does he read your mind?," I continued to inquire, to see if I could learn more about how this child thinks.
"Well, he brings me lollipops," she said.
And behind Isobel (out of her view) the alleged mindreader was enjoying overhearing the snipets of our conversation.
Next time, when the going gets rough, I'll just have to remember to use a little telepathy and then it will become 'easy-peasy' for me too!
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