Frizz

Sunday I had a lovely afternoon at little R's 4th birthday party (can you believe it). He spent the day happily playing, bouncing, chatting and running with lots of small friends. I got a little bit of quiet time in the garden with him after everyone had gone, which was lovely.

During bath time we had an in depth conversation about swimming, me trying to convince him of the joys of learning to swim underwater and explaining how not to get water up his nose, that has to be one of the worst experiences of childhood, your having so much fun and then whoosh you don't know what's hit you.

And talking of surprising experiences he was messing around sticking his hand in his mouth and lets just say he now knows what the gag reflex is.