When my sister asked me the other day if having children meant that you could just act like an idiot and not get embarrased any more, I denied it, but I think I am going to have to review that position, after catching myself singing a high speed version of three blind mice in the bathroom, while Josef wiggled in time on the bath mat. I have never been the most uninhibited person, but if it is something that will make the kids laugh then I will do it. Not as bad as Rob, who as soon as he walks through the front door in the afternoon starts wrestling Josef and continues to do that until he goes back to work.