Ma and I looked after Olly on Sunday. After a bad start (closing the door on us and saying ‘no’ very firmly), he came around and we went into Watford for some lunch, Olly walked, well he doesn’t really walk, he runs and gets quite excited. Thank goodness for reins (I know that some people don’t approve but I’m a big fan, it allows them freedom to walk but at the same time they can’t run off or get too much in the way of others. Also the more toddlers walk, the more likely they are to sleep at night!!)

He had a cold and was tired and a bit grumpy (which accounts for the face above). He didn’t really get happy until bath time when we read the ‘I love my fish’ book about 20 times and Olly’s favourite word changed from ‘no’ to ‘again’.

Ben and Lu had a good afternoon and reported that it felt really strange to be out without Olly! On Monday, I missed hearing Olly saying, “what’s this?” every time he came across something new…