Last night laying in bed we were talking about going to visit my mum by train:
Me: “So I was thinking about taking Piran to Cornwall by train, the trains don’t seem too bad but I keep thinking about what we would do when we got there. At the minute he fits in his car seat which attaches to his wheels so we could take that but he would have to sleep in it and it is not good to be in it for too long. Plus if we didn’t have a car while we are there we would have to push him about a lot so being in the car seat all the time wouldn’t be brilliant. But if we took the pushchair attachment instead then what would we do about going in the car when we get there? The buses are terrible down there really. Perhaps I could have the pushchair and carry the car seat? But we would have lots of stuff anyway so that would probably be too much to carry if I went on my own. And we wouldn’t be able to go out with mum or visit dad. But of course he will grow out of this car seat very soon so none of this would work. So perhaps we could ask if there was a car seat we could borrow. But you never….
Mr C: “There’s more? No wonder you have a headache”
If only he knew!