Kids can say the funniest things, and let me tell you, my own son, Xander who is now 4 and 2 months, basically needs his own show. 'Get that kid an agent, darling' as my good friend, the great actress Harriet Thorpe always says.
This Sunday was the first day of spring and the sunniest we've had since last summer, so there couldn't have been a more perfect day to head to Sheffield and take part in the incredible Sport Relief's Games.
Boys, as with girls, are individuals, their personalities and interests vary from child to child based on character, along with socio-economic and cultural influences- yet both sexes are frustratingly so often confined and limited, made to conform to stereotypical gender-specific notions (many archaic and not relevant to today) with children being defined by their sex, homogenised by assumptions and labels.
Last weekend, the village next to ours, Wetherby in Leeds held what was quite an impressive food festival-Wetherby Food Festival to be precise- bursting with world cuisine, entertainment for the kids and although out of their control, the sunniest day we've had this year! Woohoo!
So tonight as I cut my eldest, Oliver's hair (he's currently hairdresser-phobic) I realised that as parents we seem to take on many, MANY roles or jobs from wannabee Nicky Clarke's (more like Edward Scissorhands in my case although Oliver's locks are still long enough to pass for an American kid in a Gap advert-phew) to full time therapists for our kids and more...