Paul Davidson
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Just killed the first bedroom mosquito of the summer. On a night where it’s too hot to shut the windows. And having spent the preceding days confined to the attic office during babysitting.
While the grandads want help with the pram and wait for Piglet to relax, both grandmas have let it be known that I’m to remain out of sight, lest she become clingy and prefer me. I text before lunch and snacks so they can go play in the garden.
And it’s working. Piglet is over her initial shock and plays happily all day. Hoping for nursery next.
12 August 2020