Parents' evening

I went to W's parents' evening before the end of term. As expected, all good. All the hideous behaviour is reserved for when he is with me (which is the right way round, even if I wish it wasn't like that sometimes). The teachers had left the children's literacy and numeracy books out to look through while we were waiting and I found W's picture of his family from last term. I know I was feeding a lot at the time but not sure I needed boobs like that!