A flying unicorn onesie, to be precise. Someone will be very happy. No, it’s not for Margaret.
A flying unicorn onesie, to be precise. Someone will be very happy. No, it’s not for Margaret.
One year ago today Elijah was born and Margaret and I became grandparents. (Another pretty direct result of our coming here ten years ago.) There were a few worrying times through the year, but now he’s thriving, just as averse to sleep and full of cheek as his mum and dad ever were. The experience …
Do I sound like a father indulging himself in parental pride? I certainly hope so. Congratulations, Peter.
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