Go on- what have your little blighters done for you?
Mine have shown me that little boys are not made of slugs and snails and puppy dog's tails but from stuff too loveable to catagorise.
They've shown me that my parents were rather fab because kids demand a level of patience beyond my imagination.
They've shown me that my partner has the stuff that great dads are made of...
They've shown me that there are people in the world more important than myself
They've shown me that true love and commitment are not dirty words
Good grief they are fab.
Anymore for anymore?