A child gives you an excellent reason to queue jump whilst waiting in line for the toilet, though this is probably not so acceptable once your child is over the age of eighteen.
It’s an excellent opportunity to use all those clichés your parents used on you. My particular favourites, with my fussy-eater, daredevil toddler, at the moment are: ‘how can you leave food on your plate when there are starving children in India?’ and ‘if all your friends decided to jump off a cliff, would you?’ and the much beloved ‘because I said so’.
A child is the perfect excuse to go wild at the Southbank Imagine Children’s Festival and rekindle your childhood love for books:
