FOX: Today I dusted off Lamb’s old cot, aired the mattress out in the sun and put on some clean, fresh sheets. I then fluffed up the pillow and arranged your soft toys neatly at the top of the cot. A futile exercise I’ll admit, as you cannot safely sleep in your cot with all this paraphernalia, but it made me feel happy to decorate. Once I was satisfied that the toys were symmetrically arranged, the colours matched and that everything was more or less aesthetically pleasing, I pulled everything out and put you down to see what you thought. You approved. You lay there happily talking to yourself and staring and the bars ( a new fixation ). The only thing you refuse to do in your cot however, is sleep.