All the same, I sat up in bed again, swung my legs in the pitch black to the floor and found
my clothes over the back of the chair.
Not exact matches
We would turn our
chairs towards each other and admire one another's colourful and detailed
clothes, an arm full
of bangles, glistening bindi and very often
back then, weddings were held in school halls, where the walls evidenced children's activities and the guests spilled
over onto the green fields.
Not only diaper changes, but getting in the high
chair, getting his
clothes changed, and getting in the carseat are all things that restrict his freedom
of movement, so he arches his
back and rolls
over and it is really hard to hold him still.