Much excitement for Sebastian last weekend. His highchair has finally been retired (and is getting sold on eBay, if anyone’s interested?) and the Stokke Tripp Trapp toddler chair that used to be Maddy’s has been brought out of storage for him. Which is all fine and dandy, except that he has so much freedom now. Freedom to slide himself off the chair and whack his chin off the table when he’s bored of eating, for example. And freedom to stand up during meals and start dancing and singing the hokey-cokey. Which I suppose is endearing. It is charming, how he bursts into song at the drop of a hat; and he has a very tuneful voice. It’s the waving of the fork laden with peas when he’s putting his “left arm in” that I’m bothered about (I couldn’t even begin to express how bored I am of sweeping up peas these days; four children on a vegetable strike does not make for a tidy kitchen floor). Does anyone know any songs about eating up your greens?