It was a typical night as I walked into the girls’ room to do the nightly binkie-boo ritual when M2 opened the bathroom door and said, “Mummy! Come look at my eyes!”
Intrigued, I obliged. She took her iPod and turned on the flashlight mode and shined it into her eyes.
M2 enthused “Look! I’ve got woody eyes!” as in the irises brown and textured.
“Nice!” I agreed and asked, “Let me see my eyes.” before reaching out for the iPod to shine into my eyes too.
“Waaaaaaa! Mummy, you have woody eyes too! I have your eyes,” she said excitedly.
Unable to contain her excitement, she came out of the bathroom to share this with M1, who was already in bed.
“I wanna see my eyes too!” the sleepyhead requested.
So M2 climbed onto the bed and shined the flashlight into M1’s eyes, which could hardly open.
“Umm… brown but not woody like Mummy’s” M2 concluded.
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