The Minx got more Valentines cards than I did.
One from her father as is only natural and proper (though I wonder how long it will take for her to become horribly embarrassed by them?) and one from the little son of one of the very nice mothers I’ve been hanging around with recently (well apparently he’d instructed his mother to buy Lulu a card).
The only thing was that he also gave a card to another baby girl at the same time. It seems that boys are not to be trusted even at 8 months. Here are all the components of this love triangle ‘playing’ (and I use this term loosely) together.
What a cad!