I started with a 'parent's group' this week, which is a strange name for a group when it was made clear that dads weren't welcome. I'd love for all the dads to stage a revolt and try to make it into this club, but I fear they'd probably just die of boredom. The group is ok, really just a way to share horror stories and milestones and know that you're not the only one up at 3am with your eyes bugging out of your head.
It's starting to get pretty chilly on our walks these days, but the fun of scuffing through the dry Autumn leaves makes up for the freshness.
