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Saturday, September 08, 2012

I was taking photos of Toby in his Moses basket this morning...


... when Amelie walked in from the right...


That boy loves his big sister. He won't smile at me for love nor money (I've tried both), but Amelie only has to wander past with a paintbrush in her hand, and he starts beaming from ear to ear.

Personally I haven't had much to smile about, but I have now written to Ethical Parking Management, and sent a copy to the council. I'd like to think there's no way they can refuse to uphold my perfectly legitimate appeal, but clearly that requires a level of naivety I probably shouldn't admit to. Only time will tell.

In the meantime, I've spent the afternoon reorganising our flat, ready for the day when Toby will move out of the Moses basket and into a cot in his sister's bedroom. It's been like an episode of Grand Designs, only quicker and on a much smaller budget, but as things stand right now, I think we can house both children in the same room. Assuming, of course, that Amelie doesn't fill up the beautiful space I've made before we get the cot out of my parents' loft.

The rearrangement of Amelie's bedroom necessitated the removal of the girl herself, but as luck would have it, Lisa's Mum offered to have her for the afternoon. So I drove her over to the sheltered housing complex at lunchtime. I've never been so nervous to walk away from my car, and in such a hurry to get back.

3 comments:

Phil's Mum said...

Some people leave dogs in their cars to guard them.  You should leave Toby!

A Passer-By said...

I suppose you can say that Toby is smiling at recognising Amelie.   But could it be a look of apprehension or terror that she might pick him up like she picks up Chloe & Shimmy - by the neck?!

Poirot said...

Smart Toby - he knows he needs to give a winning smile to keep the boss on-side.