A letter for three (for Teddy)

Dear Teddy, Today is your birthday, and you are three. You have just gone to sleep in fuzzy dinosaur pyjamas, so thoroughly squashed in by soft toys that you look like a pharaoh buried with treasure. You haven't the heart to banish any of them to the toy box, so we come in later to … Continue reading A letter for three (for Teddy)

One thousand and ninety two

Dear Henry,Today you are three. Today has been a good day.It's getting harder to write about you properly, because describing you is becoming a challenge. The sweeping generalisations we hold up to babies - he's loud; he's busy; he's a good sleeper - are poor greyscale things when held up to the patterned light of … Continue reading One thousand and ninety two