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“Would you like to go to the playground in the park?” enquired R. “Yes,” said B. “Mmmmm,” I said warningly. “It’ll be crazy on a Sunday.” “Probably not, at this time,” said R – at which point I realised that … Continued
“Would you like to go to the playground in the park?” enquired R. “Yes,” said B. “Mmmmm,” I said warningly. “It’ll be crazy on a Sunday.” “Probably not, at this time,” said R – at which point I realised that … Continued
In another odd piece of synchronicity, here is the Boy Wonder kneeling under a beech tree this afternoon, searching for nuts, on the day when Chris Packham explained about mast years – that is, the cyclical fruiting of beech trees … Continued
The Boy Wonder had got himself up onto the base of this sculpted tree with no real difficulty, but apparently getting down again required grandparental assistance. Sometimes I think he just wants to make sure we’re not slacking. Despite being … Continued
When Baby B and I emerged from the Swedish café this afternoon (where he’d eaten all the cardamom bun, bar a small piece he’d sweetly offered to R – see below – and a sub-atomic particle he’d presented to me, … Continued
Baby B slept the sleep of the righteous for nine and a half uninterrupted hours, bouncing awake in play mode at 5.15am. I, on the other hand, had lain awake through most of the night, worrying that he was too … Continued
I slept surprisingly late this morning, waking only just before L and G were due to be leaving us for a baby-free spa day. By the time I’d scurried through washing and dressing, and got myself downstairs, Baby B had … Continued