I had the unique experience on Monday evening of representing Mrs W and me at Jamie and Charlotte's first ever nursery parents' evening.
And I learnt some stuff.
For example, prior to Monday, I had no idea that Charlotte had developed a jigsaw fixation (cue me going up to the loft to bring down some of Jamie's old jigsaws).
I was also previously unaware of Jamie's passion for expressing himself through the medium of dance. I really should pay more attention.
What I found particularly amusing were the efforts of Jamie's key worker and her colleague to maintain professional faces whilst describing his "moves." So I tried to make matters a little easier for them.
"Look," I said, "I'm the world's worst dancer, which is why I hate to dance.
"The fact that Jamie enjoys dancing is therefore a step in the right direction - if you pardon the pun.
"But let me ask you, is Jamie the world's second worst dancer?"
Initially I was greeted with silence - before both broke into what I can only describe as "guilty laughs." So I got my answer at least.
Meanwhile, today was Jamie's "come to nursery wearing what you hope to wear when you've got a job" day (or something like that).
So we dressed him up as a member of the Village People.
Given his new found love of original dance, it seemed an obvious choice.
Sadly Charlotte wasn't impressed.
