We went out earlier to get the amazing toy farm we'd seen for A for Christmas. It's no longer being produced. After the panic wore off we got him a lovely wooden rocking horse instead. He had a go on the one in the shop and liked it, so he should get some decent use out of it.
Then we got some lunch and A was a complete pain. Biting when I fed him, standing up in the highchair, really noisy.
DH was discussing with DD what they'd do when we got home which involved dressing up. DH said they'd put a tail on A and he could be a baby devil. DD said he already has a tail- a willy tail.
We couldn't keep a straight face!
Not sure exactly what's going on upstairs but when DH went to join them it sounds as though A has been dressed up in DD's clothes.