The other person's shoes

As you may know, Rhodri has been at home last week and this week looking after Tryfan while I have been at work. Tomorrow is the last day of this regime and it's been a good experience for him, I think. Somehow it just feels really great to come home to a messy house with dinner not-quite-ready, laundry not done, beds still unmade and to hear a certain father figure complaining about how Tryfan has been whining all day, clinging to his legs and wanting to be carried around. Hearing that made me smile...there is nothing like wearing the other person's shoes for a bit!