It’s a past ten on a Saturday night.
I peek in to check on them. She’s asleep but I see two bright eyes shining in his bed. I put my arms out in the darkness and he throws himself into them gratefully.
I sneak him out of the nursery and as a rare treat he sits in our bed watching some random movie that the OA is watching. I decide to go the whole hog and get him some untimely Cadbury’s gems. Three for him and three for me.
His eyes light up and I imagine that I must be a terror if simple things like a late night in our bed and a couple of gems seem like such a treat to him.
‘One at a time… ‘ I start to say, but he’s already popped all three into his mouth.
Oh what the hell, I say, lets take a walk on the wild side. And I pop my three into my mouth equally greedily.
I’d forgotten the joy of stuffing my face with gems…