I cried to my daddy on the telephone, how long now?
Until the clouds unroll and you come home, the line went.
But the shadows still remain since your descent, your descent.

The saints are coming, the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
The saints are coming, the saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply.
U2 and Green day - The Saints Are Coming

Well, news from the Cadd household is as follows. The small one is more or less rolling over. (He gets close, doesn't know what to do next and rolls back.) eh's also sitting upright more or less without support (he has the odd wobble, but he's very strong) and is able to stand up (with assistance)

He's growing up so fast. Can you believe five months and 3 days ago i had this little bundle handed to me with such big eyes, now he's sat in his bouncy chair beside me chirping away and eating his foot. (i wish i could still get my foot into my mouth, well, not really but you know what i mean)

And it feels like we've never been without him. Like he's always been there in the house somewhere. Even Kris was saying he couldn't remember what it was like without Will in the house. Which is weird because, really, nothing has changed. It just feels, natural?