Nearly four months into fatherhood and I am loving pretty much everything about it, apart from the constant nagging pull of anxiety as my brain concocts ever more fanciful scenarios where something goes wrong. It’s all right, brain, I don’t need to be reminded of the horrors of life.
To counterbalance such terrors, Phoebe has properly started laughing at stuff now. As a comedian it is fascinating to watch a sense of humour develop. Sometimes it’s hard to work out why my daughter finds something ridiculously amusing (and it’s usually only for a few minutes, at which point all the humour evaporates forever) but on other occasions it’s clear this tiny human is developing an appreciation of… Read the full story