Joss, my 13 year old son is ill. So instead of going to work, I have spent the morning curled up next to him, by the fire, reading the third book of "His Dark Materials," Trilogy: The Amber Spyglass. It is easy to get lost in the tangibly magical worlds Philip Pullman creates. But sitting here with Joss next to me, I realise that you don't need stories, or television or films to create magic. What you need is time. Time to be a mum, time to be a family, time to be a friend. Time to talk, time to laugh, time to share your dreams. And that is enough. Because the memories of mornings like today are what keep us warm on even the coldest days. And that's magic.
At work yesterday one of the mums was telling me that her 3 year old daughter had asked for pink cup cakes for breakfast.
" When do you ever have cupcakes for breakfast?" her mum asked.
" Today would be a good day," replied her daughter!
" And did she get them?" I asked.
The mum laughed.
" I told today probably was as good a day as any. The kitchen's still covered in pink icing though! "
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