When things are too quiet for too long - and you think to yourself with a heavy sigh of contentment, "man, this is too good to be true..."
Yeah... it probably is.
When i heard his breathy baby voice whispering at me, "hi", i glanced up - and beheld sweet perfection smothered in bum cream. He probably wouldn't have bothered me, but he had shoved his hand into a wipes bin & it was stuck fast.
We washed it out of his hair for a week.