Hazel is not a big fan of zerberts where I blow on her belly. Usually she squeals No! No! No Zerberts! But every now and then she looks at me and negotiates. In three hours or three minutes. And then when the time’s up she comes over willingly. Lies down. Pulls up her shirt and says to me. Not a big one! And of course I do my best to comply . . .
Bedtime Reading
The Gruffalo
A mouse took a stroll through the deep dark wood.
A fox saw the mouse and the mouse looked good.Walk further into the deep dark wood, and discover what happens when the quick-thinking mouse comes face to face with an owl, a snake and a hungry gruffalo . . .