Parenthood

One of the joys of parenthood is its unpredictability. Every day is a journey of discovery. For instance, today Edwina discovered that if she sits quietly while I am cooking dinner, I won't notice her tucking into the fresh pile of poo* sitting beside her.

Is this the end of our five star rating?



Incidentally, finding your child stripped to the waist and eating her own feces is a compelling recommendation for a complete Bear Grills ban.





*Her own. We poo on the lawn like adults.