If Noah ruled the world, there would be no bedtime (obvs).
When he did sleep, it would be with me.
It would never be too early to get up. Not ever.
If Noah ruled the world, we would make Nutella pancakes for breakfast every single morning. Then he would have his usual of porridge or Weetabix afterwards.
He could rock up to kindergarten any old time he liked.
The kindergarten staff would not be allowed to tell him off. Neither would anyone else.
If Noah ruled the world, his friends would live with us.
He could beckon them and dismiss them as he saw fit.
They wouldn’t be able to touch most of his toys.
If Noah ruled the world, there would be cake every day. Lots of times a day.
His mini Easter eggs (of which there are now 2 left) would not be on the top shelf of the fridge but stored within his reach. Ditto the Jaffa Cakes.
Dinner would be optional. When he did partake, it would be in front of the TV.
If Noah ruled the world, he’d have his own mobile phone.
In fact, one wall in every room would be taken up by a giant television screen which would be on all day long. Playing Toy Story 2 over and over.
If Noah ruled the world, he’d live in a tent in the park.
His front garden would be a snowy mound for sledging.
His back garden would be a swimming pool. Or maybe a beach.
If Noah ruled the world, cherries would not have pips.
All dogs would be stuffed.
Anything that’s mine would also be his…oh, hang on…it already is…
If Noah ruled the world, it would always be Christmas.
Rudolph would come every night and eat his carrot and drink his milk (Noah much prefers Rudolph).
Jingle Bells would be the national anthem.
If Noah ruled the world, it would be very loud.
There would be lots of music.
If my Noah ruled the world, it wouldn’t be such a bad place (apart from the lack of sleep). Maybe he will grow up to be Prime Minister. He has many of the attributes a PM needs – determination, resilience, fabrication, intelligence, charm. Reach for the top, my Noah, the world is yours for the taking.