Sam, being a fairly mercenary child on occasion, would try his luck with any relative who might be willing to buy him something. Not me though. I was two things. Mean, and skint!
I was actually quite nice to the children, but playing games and reading and running round in the park is not interesting in cartoon form!
My frantic calling produced a happy giggle from George, and there he was, teetering at the top of our very steep staircase, with a mouth full of tiny Lego bricks from Sam's room. As I approached he tried to run away from me and I just caught him before he tumbled down the stairs. I did manage to get the Lego out of his mouth before he choked, and judging by his nappies, he didn't swallow any. One of many near misses with a gung-ho but clumsy toddler!
I shiver when I look back! After 10 years in a school I am now almost too conscious of health and safety! I think we are better at preventing everyday accidents and things like stairgates are more carefully designed than 20 years ago. I do wonder about how much we curtail kids' freedom to explore and get dirty though. I am sure making mud pies is good for the spirit!