This is worthy of record, not particularly to show off my son’s abilities (no, really), but more because it shows that overtaking older sisters can happen…..

In the bath tonight the children were singing “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, once I caught a fish alive” which Belle then customised into her own (far smuttier) version.* Ned watched as she held up her left hand whilst singing about her right hand. he turned to me in confusion.

“Why Belle holding up her left hand instead of her right hand?”

Belle, needless to say, didn’t have a clue.

* You know you want to know…..

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, once I caught a bottom alive

6, 7, 8, 9, 10, then I let it go again.

Why did you let it go?

Because it did a poo on my hand

Which hand did it poo on?

This little hand on my right.

There. I’m sure you’re truly grateful