I’m a full-time mum to a 2 and 3 year old who are bright, happy, cheeky, loud, monster-like terrors. They both love climbing, even if they are cursed with their mother’s short legs. And they love singing, dancing and the demo button on the keyboard. But their favourite thing to do is to eat. It doesn’t matter what it is – they are just as happy with a bowl of strawberries as with a month old cardboard-like rice cracker.