For my 2.4 readers holding their breath and waiting for an update - I cancelled our doctors appointment. 

After lunch The Wictor had a long nap and The T-Bot and Baby Sister watched a good hour or more of Charlie and Lola, during which they laughed hysterically and did not come downstairs even once, and I - oh bliss! - guiltily engaged in computer based activities which did not involve Nick Jr or Starfall. And when The Wictor finally emerged, he still refused to put weight on his foot. But this time, when I inspected carefully, I discovered a tiny patch of swelling between his toes where an inexpertly cut toenail had been forced into the skin. Once he had finished lunch I tricked him into walking, and although he still trots awkwardly with two toes raised, he is more or less fine.

I cancelled the doctors appointment with 20 minutes to spare, breathed a sigh of relief, and then the fun started again.  The T-Bot declared today Earth Day! and instructed us in preparing a celebration mostly involving balloons with continents drawn on them and a reading about Pangea by Yours Truly. Also, South America and Australia cutouts on sticks cuddled up and had a cosy conversation and then cried as they were wrenched from each other. “I’ll miss you!” they shouted, as the Great Continent slowly broke apart. 

You couldn’t make it up.