Monday, August 20, 2012

Alone, tap-tap and train on a string.

1. Nick and I go out to breakfast (it only takes the two of us 20 minutes to get out of the house from a sleeping start). Afterwards, we have a leisurely stroll around the Pantiles (without carrying a snack, drink, changing bag, unwilling toddler).

2. Since 9am, we've been saying that we're ready to have Alec back. Now there's a tap-tap at the door.

3. Alec is beyond delighted by his new train on a string. He runs up and down the kitchen pulling it along and shouting "toot-toot!" Later I use it to lure him upstairs for a nappy change. It drives up each step and waits for him before setting off again with a tantalising "toot" just as he gets to it. He shrieks with laughter and never gets frustrated.

Done, moon and Irish fairy tales.

1. A meeting that is over by 9.30am. 2. A big full moon is stuck on next door's chimney pots. 3. By my bed is a large and comforting boo...