Lil S was sat on my lap this evening as we made plasticine crocodiles. She started to shape a ball of green dough with a plastic knife.

She looked up at me and said “Daddy, you can only do this when you are four. When will you be four?”

I explained that we only get to be four once and then felt unaccountably wistful. How great it would be to be four and Lil S’s friend. How fantastic to be bumbling along discovering the world together.

Oh, the things we cannot have.

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Little S has been a proper little madam at school this week. Yesterday the teacher told us that she had stood laughing whilst a friend was ill and then called her a bad name.

The epithet used was not dislcosed. I agonised, wondering what I had shouted at other drivers over the course of the week. Some intensive cross-examination revealed that she had called her friend a ….. “hula hoop”.

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