Broken bulb

Toby has a little bit of a light obsession. He is fascinated by them. The first thing he does when he goes into a room is check out he lighting, deciding which ones he wants turning on and which ones he wants switching off. (It's normally the opposite of whatever lights are on at the time).

If a bulb blows- and they frequently do in our house- he can't settle until its been replaced. He even asked me to ring mr EG at work the other day because the bulb and fuse blew in the bedside lamp. "Daddy fix it, daddy fix it". He never asks me! Obviously he has worked out I am useless at fixing stuff! So one of the bulbs on the tree lights isn't working hence the concerned look on his face!!