Small Child walked in from getting his pjs on and saw me crying. I explained why, and of course he didn't understand, 'but if people are being nice then why are you crying?' I explained it was like when he hurt himself and school and didn't cry until I came to pick him up and he saw me.

So then he went to get his Flanimal book, and read it to me all the way through.

'Now I'll test you' he said.

'Mummy, you've got 0 out of 21, that's really rubbish, you weren't really listening carefully were you?' I had to admit I wasn't.

'That's ok, we'll just do this again tomorrow until you get them all right.'

I think I just got homework