The HARDEST JOB in the WORLD



Two little hands were stuffing a cafe lamington into his mouth. Talk about looking like a chipmunk. His brother watched and nonchalantly bit off huge chunks of his toasted sandwich. Then they tried to talk. Oh my goodness! Bits of food everywhere. 
In that moment I thought about how our mum managed to cope with our shenanigans and successfully raise my five siblings, Linda, Chris, Jenny, Cathy, Mike, and me. She and all mums have the hardest job in the world. 
Within a minute, the boys chased their food down by slurping on their smoothies in a competition to see who could reach the bottom of their glass first. 
Their mum now needed to use the bathroom, which was in a separate building and one of her boys had to stay at the table (next to us) as there wasn’t room for everyone. What to do? She asked Val if she could mind him and Val, without a moments hesitation said, “Sure.” The Mum looked relieved and smiled. The boy looked at Val and nodded his approval. 
Lovely Val had an animated chat with him for a few minutes. Instant friends! Eventually the mum came back. She was very grateful and thanked Val more than once. I marvelled at how after meeting us for the first time, she trusted Val to look after him. As we walked out of the cafe, it was good to know that someone’s day was made a little easier.

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