Thursday 28th November 2019
I leave you in the shower to go deal with a crying Elektra then before I know it you’re screaming in pain, agony, can’t open your eyes…you got soap in your eyes! Out you come running. Jiajia can’t help, no one can, as you race about.
My poor darling, I give you love, tenderness, compassion and spades of water though you’ve rubbed your eye so hard that it’s red raw.
Into bed we fall ice pack on the eye. Soap in the eye is almost a right of passage. You’ll never do that again.