Ruby is truly the naughtiest child ever born. The scope of her badness just floors me. Yesterday morning, while everyone was enjoying a Saturday sleep in, she quietly went to the bathroom, opened the haircutting kit and took out a pair of sharp, sharp scissors. Then she moved onto my makeup case (as you might imagine it is not particularly generous) and took my good mineral foundation and a lipstick. Quietly, quietly she went into her room and smeared the powder all over her clean white sheets, drew pictures on the wall with the lipstick and snipped the fur off two of her toy dogs. When she was confronted she said "Sorry, Mum." in a tone rather like a child actor in a bad sitcom. Do you know how long it takes to scrub lipstick off a wall?
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