Thursday, May 02, 2013

Cleaner, child seat and dry earth.

1. Our relief cleaner produces from her bag a bar of raspberry chocolate for Alec. She has also built an impressive cushion edifice on Nick's bed.

2. I thought Alec might like the hairdressers' special child seat -- but I hadn't anticipated quite how much. It has a steering wheel that (along with the digger in the street outside) keeps him enthralled for the entire cut.

3. Alec is playing in some dry earth. He squats down and stirs it up with a stick. "Steam!" he says.
"It's dust," I tell him.
"I think it steam."
"Well I think it's dust."
"It steam."

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