Neve, recently 10, still wants me to come up and kiss her goodnight, read to her, and/or act her various cuddly toys (the dog who insists that he’s lost his hind legs, or that he in fact has six legs (the now-found hind legs, plus fore legs, makes six); Karen, the Chinese doggy, or the poo-in-a-bag dog; Eric the silent, billious penguin…).
It is so lovely and I will so miss that when she decides she is too old for all that…