Some time ago, I was chatting online with Jessica, who lives in Ireland, about her daughter Leah's first few weeks in school. The conversation went something like this: me: How is Leah enjoying school? Jessica: Grand, but she doesn't like the muddy conditions. I haven't the heart to tell her it will be like that until April. me: You might want to break it to Leah that she's Irish. Jessica: She doesn't like potatoes either. me: What about whiskey? Jessica: She likes it :-) We went on to discuss a photo of Leah wearing a spacesuit. Jessica: It's the only acceptable form of trousers (in her mind). Her usual mode is girly girly, wearing skirt and tights. She is in this pic, but she put the spacesuit over them. me: What about leggings? You can wear a skirt over those. Jessica: Leggings? Nope—I suggested them yesterday, but she said no because she doesn't want to have to … [Read more...]