Have you seen a bored Marshmellow before?

Caught you looking bored one of the lazy afternoons. You just sat there with your pooh bear and stared into the air.

I am bored, mum!

I am genuinely bored, mum.

Did you just said you want to go to the beach?

Anyway, a few friends told me that since you appeared to be bored these days, I should consider

having another baby to keep you company.

So they say the first child gets the brunt of a nervous parent's paranoia and the last child gets away with murder. But my precious, you are going to be my first, last , my everything.

I knew with perfect clarity that I love you and that nothing else matters. Not even your boredom!