Catch 22 of the Day

You can call it whatever you like - a Catch 22 situation, pre-requisites, requirements...however I was reminded of a related type of dilemma today when I took Maxime to the park by myself....the number of young mothers who fall over themselves to smile, share their biscuits and help out two guys in any way possible, especially when one of them has a broken arm and butter wouldn't melt in the mouth of the other one, is quite impressive. Finally I'm beginning to enjoy this babysitting lark.