Between Mum’s place up north and our own trees (which are producing fruit in bulk for the first winter ever!), we have lots of home grown citrus and the babes are loving it! Nixon is obsessed with mandarins. I peeled him two for morning tea, then continued hanging out the washing. Upon my return 5 minutes later I found the detritus of his tasting platter. He’d climbed up onto the bench and been on a rampage through the fruit bowl. This situation replays over and over in some way or another every minute of every day. It is, Life With Nixon.