If yesterday's post extolled the virtues of the mundane, today exemplified the banality of the daily grind. Nursery run, lessons, meeting, nursery collection, home late. I didn't even bath the boy, but we still had time for a story. The boy is borderline obsessed with books, but particularly 'Tough Trucks'. I'm very happy that a literary moment is very much part of Dexter's daily experience - and I'm learning a lot about HGVs.