If he ever wanted to get my attention far from current matters at hand, Ewan has just managed to do so. I clap my hands over my mouth and laugh quite happily - mildly shocked at his descriptions.

"Ewan!" I playfully slap his arm. "Oh, you sound as horrible as she does!"

Even if it is all true. And...

"Even if she does deserve it for those comments she made about the twins the other week, oh - be nice, will you! None of our children need to learn their bad manners from you. And you know Nessie and Luke are soaking every little tad of information like a sponge right now - whether spoken or thought."

Oh god. I actually sound like a mother. The thought gets me to laugh again. It's bloody insane how much I've changed in the past few years, all because we decided to open our hearts to the wee ones.