I don't want to always post about how tough it is being a mum. Or how challenging my child is. Because the truth is, I'm not finding her difficult right now. She must be saving it up for when she's a teenager.
I know I'll get my comeuppance. Until then, I want to brag about her. Go on - admit it - you think your child is amazing too, don't you?
Here's the thing.
I am a creature of habit and have a very repetitive bath and bed routine for Ellie. Part of this, involves putting Ellie in the same room as our dangerous and prickly cat, Jodie, while I run the bath in the adjoining room.
Jodie is not impressed by Ellie and usually wants to leave the room after a minute or two. Unsurprisingly she doesn't appreciate being chased by a random, spontaneous 18-month old who doesn't understand that 'hiss' means 'no'. However, because of the stairs nearby, I close the door and shut them in together (with a big bed between them).
I reckon I have time to run the bath before letting Jodie out. While I'm in the bathroom, I hear the door open. I call to Ellie to come back in*. As I walk back in the room, Ellie's walking away from the door and there's no sign of Jodie. She's just let Jodie out and shut the door again.
Now, I think this is amazing behaviour, indicative of deep understanding of what I do and empathy for the cat.
Okay, okay. You are thinking, 'durr, you're her mother, you would think that'.
Yeah, well - after her bath she picks up my Gina Ford book, 'Contented baby to confident child' to leaf through. I think she's taking it all in by osmosis.
*No stair gate at the top. I am relying on my Voice of Authority. Hey, no laughing at the back.