
Imagine yourself early in the morning. VERY early in the morning... the whole town is asleep. Except for Ana. And now her Daddy... Yes, it is time for quality time with Daddy. No, sleep means nothing to him... a stupified stumble down the stairs, one hand supporting himself against the wall, the other both holding Ana and preventing her from pulling all the pictures off the wall, 'folding' the air-drying washing or making that last ditch sweep at the pepper grinder....
After milk and books - attempts to stop page-ripping from the Bible (pr. 'Bibul' by the little cherub), failed attempts to stop page ripping from her favourite pop-up books, and the inevitable mountain of library books which need to be read, Daddy drags himself upstairs to change the nappy.
Oh what to play with now? Ah! The camera. Ana LOVES the camera. This kept us occupied for a good few minutes before it was Mummy's turn....
'Mama! Mama! MAMA! MAMA!'
'Mummy's upstairs, Darling.'
'Mama!!!! MAMA! MAMA!'
Another day has begun.