The Chocolate Induced Coma.

After putting Eli into bed for his midday sleep, I took Lily to her room, she has dropped her nap, but I still insist that she has a little rest, reading books and playing quietly for a while , both for her benefit and mine.
 I closed the door and made myself a well earned cup of tea, I listened to her bang away at her toys while I eddited photos. After a while, I snapped out of my peaceful alone time and realised that the house was silent. Could it be that she was asleep? No surely not, I think to myself ... my little girl has never just fallen asleep.
I continue editing another photo , and although the obvious reason for such silence is sleep, I begin to worry ... Could she be sick? Could she have climbed up her bookshelf, fallen down and knocked herself unconscious? MY BABY!!  I quickly jump up and run to her room, ready to perform CPR or call 000 .
The sight that welcomes me however is very different to that in my mind. Somehow Lily had pulled down her Advent Calender that I had hanging from a hook in her ceiling and was lying asleep in a chocolate induced coma, wearing nothing but her undies, red shoes, and a tell-tale face smeared with chocolate.

I went back to my cup of tea with a very big smile on my face, and a warm happy feeling in my heart.