I lost my voice over the weekend due to a cold.
Have you ever taken care of a toddler with no voice? Not the easiest thing to do.
Yet again, taking care of a toddler isn’t the easiest thing to do. (But the best thing in the world.)
Nevertheless, I whispered to Holden all weekend long. He kept looking at me like I was crazy. Couldn’t figure out if I was playing.
So finally, I explain in whisper, Mommy lost her voice…
All gone? He asked. I could tell he understood. Sort of.
To which I smiled and responded, Yes baby. Do you know where it went?
O-There! He responded enthusiastically. Pointing to the pantry. Where most of his two-and-a-half-year-old problems can usually be resolved… Of course it would be in the pantry.