My first.......

Our little 'toothy' hasn't had a toothbrush... until today.  He's been using one of ours which he loves sucking on.  As an ever-so-advanced 10 month old, he is now the terribly proud owner of a toothbrush for a three year old.  And I thought I was doing well when my parents gave me 'stories for 6 year olds' when I was four.  Apparently that was a mistake.

Grumpy Sir (my father in law) has been fully living up to his name today, so as only a son can, Dirk has merrily put the toothbrush on the wall horizontally, aimed to cause maximum irritation. I'm sure it will.  

We're not entirely sure about why Grumpy Sir is in quite such a bad way today, however given the day started with the 'black devil' - my mother in laws little yappy thing of a dog being ceremoniously shoved on the top of a wardrobe as it growled incessantly at my father in law, so maybe that was the start of it all.  I had to remove the dog, amid great fears from my mother in law that I would get bitten.  I didn't.  Same dog is banished to the kitchen for the night for rolling in all kinds of things it's not supposed to and has been refused entry to the bedroom, where all six dogs normally sleep.