The babies rarely cry. Instead of wailing when they’re hungry, tired, cold, or wet, they quietly raise their little hands. When I say, “Yes?”, they answer in a darling British accent:
“Mummy, I’m a bit hungry. Might I have a nip at your breast?”
“Mummy, I’m feeling tired. Might you pop me into the crib so I can sleep?”
“Mummy, it’s a bit chilly in here. Might I have another blanket, please?”
“Mummy, my diaper’s dirty. Might I trouble you to change it?”
And because they’re so polite and I’m so rested (they’re sleeping through the night, remember?), I happily do what they ask.
