My family live 90 miles away and so when we visit one another, Mouse is beside herself with glee because she knows she’s going to get vast amounts of attention, and probably an ice cream thrown into the bargain too.
Last week, my dad and stepmum visited and entertained both children while I merrily skipped off for two hours of utterly blissful freedom (well, respite from the heatwave in the air-con haven of PureGym. Desperate times, and all that!). They endured a painstaking walk home from the garden centre via the park and ice cream van, and I smiled from ear to ear when my stepmum sent me this photo. I can fully imagine Mouse cajoling my dad into joining her on the see-saw, in her bossy little way, and him secretly having a whale of a time.