I’d be providing you with gorgeous photos of my little one playing on the floor this morning with my Mum (his Nanna). Or footage of him enthusiastically scarfing a bowl of his Grandma’s lasagne this evening on what would have been his great grandmother’s 100th birthday.
I would also show you photos of him eating cake and drawing at Shula’s house, and the broad beans that have finally sprouted in the backyard, and the snow peas that are making progress towards the climbing frame. But I am not a very good blogger, so I forgot the camera. It could have been worse.
I might have forgotten the nappies.