When Naomi was a toddler, one of her favourite toys was a little plastic tower with plastic rings that stacked onto it, each smaller than the other. She took a couple of the rings into the bath with her one day … and then managed to slide her leg into the hole in the middle of the largest ring. She slid it up past the calf muscle, and no way was it coming off. I tried baby oil, shampoo, soap, warm water etc …. eventually I threw my hands in the air and said “Oh for gods sake, I will have to cut it off”. I went out to get the scissors, and when I came back, she was crying her eyes out. I asked her what was the matter, and she said …. “please don’t cut my leg off mummy”.
I felt about one inch tall ……
