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The other night as I chased Martha around the room in a vain attempt to get her ready for bed we fell into the usual routine.   She disappeared down the stairs, pyjamas in hand, as I stood quietly behind the door ready to shout “boo!” when she crept back in. Laughing hysterically she launched herself onto her Looby Lou Cabin Bed and proceeded to jump up and down. I watched and waited as she bounced herself into a giggling stupor, knowing she would be so tired after five minutes that I’d have her tucked in and snoozing in no time.     "No wonder she's so trim despite all t..