This week we are getting Little Nutter settled into his new school routine.

He is spending a few short sessions in the before & after school club and getting to know his teachers. Things are going well, and he is having lots of fun.

This morning I dropped him off on the way to nursery with Tiny Flirt, and the pair of them trotted into the club happily and explored the toys. I had a quick chat with the teachers, and then picked Tiny Flirt up and carried him out of the door. Little Nutter, as usual, glanced at us as we left.

Tiny Flirt looked over my shoulder and shouted to his brother, “Time to go!” I told Tiny Flirt that no, his brother is staying.

We walked out to the car, and Tiny Flirt started to shout frantically, “Dad! DAD! DAAAD!”

I strapped Tiny Flirt into his car seat, and he started to struggle: “No! No!” He started shouting out his brother’s name.

As we drove out of the car park, there was nothing but despondent wails of his brother’s name, and the occasional sniff.

At nursery, when I left him, he was trying to get at the telephone…