Ok, so I'm torn.
I picked First-born up after sports day yesterday and was to hand her back to The Ex in evening. We sat, we ate, we looked at the photos.
And then we were to leave. Me back to my father's. First-born back to The Ex.
Except First-born attached herself to my leg like an alien and wouldn't let go. So she came back with me.
Its nice. But ultimately sad. The courts, alas, do not work the way First-born thinks they will.
(she also instructed me not to get married again, but said she thought I should get a pretty girlfriend from whom she can borrow jewellery. Relationship advice from a 7 year old.)
