Dear Blossom, your love of trucks, tractors and dinosaurs perfectly balance out your overuse of your incredibly girly pink cup. I guess it was inevitable that you would like pink when Mummy has such an aversion to it. I have not quite yet forgiven Daddy for leaving the blue cup in Costa, but they say time heals all wounds. Dear Bubbles, I had forgotten both the blessings and the curses of breastfeeding. Stroking your soft cheeks at regular intervals makes up for having to change my clothes at least three times a day. Praise the Lord for the invention of the washing machine! Dearest Daughters, last weekend you both settled for bed by 7.30pm, allowing me and Daddy to have our first date night of the new year. More of that please!