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Date: 24 September 2003 11:14:34
D was sitting in the pushchair with his shades on. He was quite relaxed anyway, then he put his arms out to the side, lifted them above his head, gave a big, contented sigh and brought them down. 'It's a hard life isn't it?' I said. 'Yeah!' was the reply...
It was rather cold, and R was complaining about her hands, so I tucked them into the sleeves of her jumper, and told her to hold on to them, and that would keep her hands warm. 20 seconds later, she says 'Mummy look! My hands are cold again.' I asked her why she took them out of her jumper and she said it was so I could put them back in again.
At least she's honest!