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| I have such memories of helping her around this climbing frame... |
I'm back at work today, after three days (plus weekend) at home with
Arya, and it's… complicated. It's nice to get out on my own, because after
nearly four years of committed misanthropy it's hard to be part of a family and
harder yet to be part of a resident family, but it's also tough to go back
after five days of admittedly not unalloyed wonder. Despite a few stroppy
moments and a lot of tiredness, Arya has overall been a darling, and I can well
understand that she is adjusting just as much as I am to the new normality of
our lives. I suspect that she is not yet confident that Mummy isn't going to go
back to Ipswich, and me going off to work is likely to go down like a lead
balloon.
She asked for the episode of The
Pajanimals where the Pajanimals are sad that their mum and dad are both
going to work the other night. She told me that she is sad that we have to go
to work, but she loves her family. Then she told me that she thought the
Pajanimals had two dads (like she does,) and when I commented that we only hear
one of them she thought for a moment and said: "I think the other one is
dead." So that got real dark, real fast; like a BBC Scotland comedy drama.
Oh, and when I told her that her Tails
of Equestria character could be Fluttershy's cousin, but that Fluttershy
was already somewhere else in the story, her alternative choice of name was Secret
Ants Midget Mother Cheese.
