The boy was in much better spirits today and made it out of the house twice with Grandma. They had a trip to a nearby independent toy shop where my mum bought Dexter a beautiful pirate dolly to try and encourage some imaginative play. Dexter hasn't quite taken to nurturing 'Captain Jack' (as I have named him), but has taken to ignoring him/flinging him out of the way by his legs. It seems he doesn't want a little rag doll buddy. The kitchen cupboard doors are proving to be far more interesting to Dexter. Perhaps there is an elaborate door-based scenario going on in his head. Maybe.