Kaah chooow!

India's first day at school today. I think we're more excited than she is, which is just how I wanted it: I haven't made too much fuss as I'm hoping she'll approach it just as she did with nursery and the transistion will be seamless.

Back to school = end of summer, and it really has been the worse summer I can remember: The wettest, dullest summer on my personal record. I blame global warming.

That global warming brought a thunderstorm down upon us last night at the kids bedtime. We got hit with hailstones the size of ice cubes. They rattled against the window panes and cannoned-off the sills with gusto. If we had any gin in the house, I'd have been out catching them in a tumbler. Elliot, who had not experienced a thunderstorm before, heard the thunder and wondered what was happening. I told him that the noise was thunder and asked if he would like to see the lightning outside. He was very enthusiastic and excited, until we got to the window and he looked out...

...to discover that Lightning McQueen was nowhere to be seen.

He was gutted.