'Hello, ' he said politely. She surveyed him through narrowed eyes and then asked 'Why are you that big?'
'Because I didn't eat my veges, ' he said.
We've been having such a fun couple of days, me and my little buddies. Lots of sleeping, and reading, and hardly any tantrums. Today I watched them as they sat on the rug, Ivy building a tower and Ted laughing to himself as he read Hairy McLary, and I had a little explosion of happiness. (I didn't have to mop or anything.)
When things are good, you have to stop and appreciate them, I think. Celebrate the happy, or be damned. At the minute, every time I sing or dance for Teddy, he claps with wild enthusiam and shouts 'Again!' Ivy will stay in bed quietly at lunchtime for at least half an hour, even though she doesn't sleep, if I promise she can stay up for ten minutes at night to play 'Thinking Skills.'
Parenting goes in phases. It could all be over tomorrow, but right now, this season - it's lovely.
Plus, it's a wonderful world when someone in it takes the time to imagine how Mr Bean might look as a woman:
or the Pope:
Or Lara Croft.