Ella puts on her new Frozen pyjamas for the first time. Runs into our bedroom: “I need to look in the mirror to see if I’m perfect.” “I’m perfect.” Runs back into her room and gets into bed.

Ella, 45 minutes after her bedtime, appears at the top of the holiday house (aka ski chalet) stairs wailing. “I hurt my eyebrow.” Mummy and Daddy unfortunately can’t completely stop themselves from laughing in her face.

Ella to Mummy, in the middle of a nice weekend morning: “Mummy, I’m going to spike you with a fork and eat you for lunch.”

Ella, on the potty. “I’ve done a smelly poo. You need some gloves… …We have special gloves?” (referring to the pretty floral gloves we keep in the kitchen for gardening)

My little girl was sitting on the potty doing her business. Then she decided to make it my business too.

I was going out in the evening to see some NCT friends for dinner. It was my first night out in 4 weeks.