Today I have been in the company of my 20 month old soon-to-be-godchild. All my dealings with staff and volunteers today were conducted with a littl'un balanced on one hip, or sat on my lap bashing away quite happily at the computer keyboard.
We went on an adventure through the orchards, across the meadows and down to the brook. We climbed up molehills and peered under bridges for trolls. We squeezed into Snow White's dwarf-sized cottage and spread out on the giant chess board.
We ate ice cream and strawberries and had chocolate smiles and sticky fingers. There was talk of poo and bogies.
It was so nice to spend the day with someone completely on my intellectual level for once.
4 comments:
Did you spot a troll? is that why you have a troll hunter? scary!! (or 'dragons' as my little one calls anything remotely terrifying)
Ahem! If there's any Troll hunting to be done...
*Calls union*
Hello Monica! Yes, we did spot a troll, by the bridge, rather than under it, though my young charge was rather more interested in the beetle which had landed upon it. No dragons though...
Troll Hunter - you have to turn up at the appointed time, or we'll go troll hunting without you!
Doris, you'll be hearing from my union.
*Sulks*
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