I am not exaggerating: for the first time ever, I have just washed my face, brushed my hair, etc, without one or both boys barging into my bathroom or wailing at its door because I’ve locked them out. This doesn’t even happen when Tom is here, much less when he’s not. They are playing, nicely, and, even more remarkable, I have not heard the word ‘poop’ once!!! Non-scatological fun by themselves? Three cheers boys!