Dot writes: this morning Hugh slept in until 7.30. This is rather later than his usual time, but I suppose he had a particularly strenuous afternoon of hanging about and watching telly yesterday. Anyway, Frank was up and bouncing well before 7.30 and by that hour was engaged in a complicated transaction with his potty, aided by both parents and much vocal appreciation from all concerned. We were reminded that Hugh was not dead by a cross voice from the bedroom.
“Stop making all that noise – I am trying to have a beauty sleep!”
So that told us.
It works, though – he is beautiful.