So I won't try and be witty and clever. I'll just write. Alright?
Sorting through the vaaast number of my kids' clothes the other day, I realised that I have not bought a single stitch of clothing for my second child. Or my first for that matter. Well, for Lara I may have bought about 4 or 5 items in her whole life. But Tom? Not even one! But look how many clothes they have!
Top shelf Tom, bottom shelf Lara - see how many blue things Tom has and how many pink things Lara has. It's a funny old world! And yes, the clothes are two deep, in case you can't see from there.
So that's baby clothes, a terribly interesting topic.
And here is some art work by my extremely talented and awesome child, just gone 3. Or maybe I'm just biased, I dunno.
The top one is a hedgehog, the next one is me, and the bottom one is a nervous man. Why is he nervous? Because he just trod in the mud.
And Invisible Theatre? Some of you have asked. Indeed. We're working on a nationwide children's rights campaign and I have 7 teams of actors - 3 per team - travelling on the major bus routes of the country. They pretend to be normal passengers and they have a loose script tat they follow. A discussion/argument about children's rights which drag all the other passengers into the debate. It's been very fiery and interesting and effective and fun. More on that soon.
So. There. That's it for now. Oh oh, haven't done the picture window for an age. Let me do that now.