It's official.

No, I'm not talking about the transfer of Sol Campbell to Man U (like anyone cares!). I'm talking about the results of a recent poll. They're in, but there are no surprises. Admittedly, the poll may have been conducted on a limited field (me) but I would have to argue that the conclusion is nevertheless no less valid. Joshua is, in fact, indisputably, the most gorgeous boy in the world.

There are so many times in a day when I think, 'that would make for amusing blogging'. But if I took the time to write it all down, I wouldn't actually end up having time to spend with him to get more material! Today, we went to Normanton Road in Derby. Basically it could be called 'Pakistan Road', with its Pak Superstore, 'Ideal Sweets', Sandal store, iqbal books and so on and so on. We popped into one of the shops to pick up a couple of Christmas pressies (can't go into details - the walls have ears...). Joshua spotted the sweets by the till, and took advantage of this fine piece of product placement to suggest we indulge in a little sample. So we bought a pack. As we were wandering back up the road (yes, we did pay before leaving!), I asked if I could have one of his sweets. 'No' was his response. (Ok, I confess, I may have sneaked a couple when I was opening the packet for him, but he didn't know that!). He kept munching his way through them, I kept asking for one and getting the same response. We finished our shopping and got back in the car. At which point he held one of them up (the last one, no less) and said, 'this one's for mummy.'
"WHAT?! I bought you the sweets, and you're saving one for mummy, when you didn't give me one?!"
"Yes" (A little triumphantly, I felt).
Mind you, my time came. About a minute down the road, there was a sort of slurping noise from the back seat, and he proudly told me, "I licked it for mummy". To be honest, I'd have been sufficiently amused if he'd left it at that. But about another minute later, the sweet seemed to have vanished. "What happened to mummy's sweet?", I asked.
His response? "I ate it. I thought it was mummy's, but it wasn't, it was mine".

Absolutely priceless. That one line made the sweets worth every penny, and my loss at not having any of them (well, not being given any, at least) suddenly seemed to fade away.