I came back from school in the afternoon and wanted to try my son, would he open the door with strangers? Or do friends who know mom open the door? But I never thought about it...
I knocked it for a long time, and there was no movement at all.
There is no way. If you can't test this trick, you can only convert your true body and see if you open the door?
I started calling from the door, "July, open the door quickly! Mom is back."
It seemed as if I didn't bring the key, and I was waiting for someone to open the door from inside.
had no choice but to take out the key from the bag. The moment the door was opened, there was no surprise or shock! It was just very quiet, and you could clearly hear that Brother Niu was still working hard.
After disinfecting myself, I changed my pajamas and quietly ran to the bedroom to see that there was no son on the bed, which scared me. Where did I go? Could you play hide-and-seek games for me again?
But there is no second bedroom, study, balcony, and living room! When I returned to the bedroom again, I suddenly found a small foot exposed outside. I leaned closer and could clearly hear my son's breathing. It was a miracle!
When my mother was at home, I spent half my life to coax him to sleep. I was about to coax myself to sleep, but he was still so excited. What's going on today! While I was not at home, I actually fell asleep, and I still slept so well!
All kinds of things are placed on the bed, and I can read about my son at home, to be precise, what did he do before taking a nap! It seemed that countless scenes had appeared in my mind: I was lying on the bed alone, feeling bored, and went to find something to eat and drink. After eating and drinking, I felt that it was not enough. I jumped out of the bed with barefoot and took out my Vitamin C chewable tablets, and ate them big. I felt a little sorry for my mother, so I took out a few picture books and flipped through them casually. I guess I saw a game with paper cutting, so I could not miss it, so I ran barefoot again on the cold ground with barefoot again. On the board, I found children's scissors and colored paper, and it began to bloom everywhere on the bed...
When I finally finished all these things that my mother wanted to do not let her do, I was probably tired, fell asleep after falling down the bed, and covered myself up tightly. If it weren't for that little foot, I wouldn't be able to find my son to hide!
So when I came back, the picture I saw: my son was covered with a quilt, the broken paper flowers scattered all over the floor, the children's scissors lying on the side, the empty yogurt box was tilted aside, my big bucket of vitamin C chewy tablets exposed my head, it was a lot of scratches, the picture books were thrown everywhere, inside the quilt, on the bed, under the bed, everywhere...
I tried to lift my son's quilt, but at that moment, my son suddenly woke up. When I saw me, I was so happy. Immediately regained my former vitality.
"Mom, you are back so soon."
"I was so scared that I crawled into the quilt and fell asleep!"
"Mom, I'm amazing!"
Before I could ask questions, I started to arrive in all kinds of things.
Helped his son put on his pajamas, peeled a pear for him, and then he started eating happily again!
My son has grown up and can play alone at home very well!
Even though the picture is indeed a bit messy, it is still scary.
But, is this also an experience right?
At least in the eyes of his son, he can do it alone at home and sleep obediently.
"If I were the only one left at home, I would definitely not open the door for anyone, and I would also close both doors of our house tightly." The son said to his mother confidently!
