There is something almost funny about a 2 year old who should be napping instead shouting (into a dead silent afternoon), “What’s that noise about, daddy?” through his door.
Well okay, I am choosing to see it as funny. Since daddy’s not around to answer, I feel completely within my rights ignoring the yelling. The music player helps too.
I think Saint Aardvark will be glad to go back to work tomorrow. It has been a long weekend.