Yesterday I took my kid to the Institute of Astronomy for a planetarium show and talk about the Chandra Satellite. The whole thing was classically Cambridge in that it was awkward but sheer genius. Mainly though, I was amazed to realize that my baby was as large as the PhD students running the booths.
Later in the evening he had one of those ominous ravenous sessions that signals a growth spurt…. and this morning my youngest and last child woke up officially half an inch taller than me. He must be five foot seven now – at age twelve – amazing!
He was too busy to take much notice as he is in the midst of making a film with his mates, so I just waved goodbye before spending my day finishing plans for our trip and fiddling around on the river.
Happy Mothering Sunday, if you are the sort who celebrates such things, and also resides in the relevant country!