3 degrees Celsius this evening in Mornington and the hot water in the shower dies. I join Rockstar in his bath. After he’s washed my hair, I jolt.
“Did you just pee in the bath?”
“No. <Grave shaking of head> No.”
<pause>
“I pee when Daddy put me in.”
“WHAT??? REALLY????”
“No. <Grave shaking of head> No.”
“Did you? Ok, Mummy won’t be mad, just tell me.”
“Yes.”
“WHAT??? REALLY????”
“No. <Grave shaking of head> No.”
No one will ever know for sure.
Not even, I believe, Rockstar.
I’m a little calmer here.
And here.
