Still here. Week five. Getting the hang. Sleep deprived but getting a handle on this juggling act. We can't remember what you are meant to do when with babies. We don't care. It comes back in snatches. Dunc is on holidays and we have pyjamas on. We have a triptech, a trio, trois enfants. Week Five of being a family of five - of joining a club of less parental hands available than those of your offspring...of turning around in your car and seeing the bank of capsules and carseats stacked in your vintage Holden and laughing at how cruising has changed a little in meaning...
