Up town today with Daughters 1 and 2 (up from London for the weekend), trying to find a wedding dress for Daughter 2. Complete failure. For the second time. (The picture above is not her and neither is it her dress.) She doesn't want a strapless one (that's 98% of the available dresses ruled out) and nor does she want a plunging neckline (that's 99% of those with straps. And she doesn't like the other one).
"So," she said to her sister, changing the subject, "are you organised for the baby yet?"
Daughter 1 considered. "Mum's bought him a book and a cuddly Moomin."
"That's the essentials covered, then," said Daughter 2.
PS - Did you notice that Daughter 1 said "him"? She had her 20-week scan this week and he seems to be a boy.