“How you doing my love?”

Alf: “How you doing my love?”  with a nudge and a cheeky wink at me*.

It’s moments like this, in my head, I imagine Paul and I giving each other a high five and celebrating this parenting malarkey.

And then him coming round to the idea of having another…


Sort of.

*If I think about it, it’s probably something to do with wanting to go on the ps4 or eating another Fab.  But, let’s not go into that.

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