We were once a family of three. Now we are a family of four. I don’t know the exact moment Bobby-in-a-mow graced us with his presence – I’m assuming he’s a he – I certainly can’t recall the formal invitation to take up residency in our home. But alas, Bobby-in-a-mow is here to stay, I can’t actually see him, although I’m given daily assurances that he’s floating about on thin air. As you’ve probably guessed, he’s Little A’s alibi and esteemed playmate.

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