Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Join, string and pouring.

1. Another mother and toddler pair from our swimming class is having lunch in the cafe. They wave, and we join them.

2. I am on the phone to my mother when Alec asks me to tie his bead-threading string round his waist. I'm a bit mystified, but when I've complied he says very happily "Apron" and then goes into the kitchen to cook me something. "What an imagination!" says my mother.

3. Alec empties jugs of warm water over my back in the bath and says he is "pouring water on my darling mummy".

Coffee, right there and advent calendar.

1. The coffee this morning is very tasty. There is no particular reason that we can discern. Perhaps we were just ready for it, and our bisc...