Jill Y and I, took little Dill Y to the shops. He became massively animated as soon as he saw a doll with blonde hair and wouldn’t stop until we bought it for him. Jill Y was concerned because he wanted a girly doll rather than a manly action man but for the sake of stopping him throwing things at the shopkeeper, we caved in and got it. No sooner had we arrived home and taken him out of his pram, than he got down to business and we were just the proudest parents ever. This picture is definitely going to be framed:

