So. We are driving along in the car and the radio presenter encourages the listeners to stay tuned for the Lady Ga Ga track coming up shortly.
"Mummy, I love Lady Ga Ga!" pipes up two-year-old Gilby with gusto from the back.
I'm sorry, did I mention that my son is just two? How can you love Lady Ga Ga at two years old? This is seriously worrying! Particularly when his mother isn't particularly a fan, and has never before had cause to mention Lady Ga Ga's name. Where has he got this from? I blame the Aussie.
Oh, and on day three of potty training: Carpet 3 - Potty 1.