I have a fairly interesting conversation today with my colleague.

He was telling me about his eleven month child. I admit that I was totally green with envy that I am currently deprived of that experience. The momentous times of seeing your offspring get delivered from the ward, his first steps, first baby teeth, first words, first day at school, committing his first truancy, playing his first pranks. Ok. I guess I should not get to know the last two, if my kids were to be anything like me. I never get caught commiting crimes. I was a genius at wriggling my way out.