Little Cherub made a friend

While we waited at the dance school during Star's ballet lesson yesterday Little Cherub enjoyed herself with another dancer's small sister. It was the first time Little Cherub had met another baby old enough to be both interested and interesting. They sat together on a sofa (with a little help from me on the Cherub's part!) while C poked experimentally at Little Cherub, and Little Cherub stared at C and drooled in excitement. Very cute, they looked! Also something of a contrast. C, aged almost 12 months, is already in age 2-3 year clothes; my petite Little Cherub, aged 4 months, is still wearing a mix of newborn and 0-3 month outfits.

Name dropping postscript: C has been keeping interesting company. Last weekend she went with her family for afternoon tea at a top London hotel ... where much to their surprise they met Bill Clinton. Yes ... that Bill Clinton! Small world, isn't it? He not only signed a birthday card, but stopped to chat and to give C a cuddle. He went up in my estimation, not because of the cuddle per se - politicians can be expected to have practice in baby-cuddling - but because he gracefully ignored the fact that she had been eating jam and was distinctly sticky!