Hiya. I got an old photo album out this evening, there were loads of photos of my P daughter. She was so sweet, such an innocent and cherubic little face...but as I was looking at her all I could think was look what she turned into..............and, she was pulling the wool over my eyes way back then but I chose not to see it and put it all down to her being a little bit more headstrong, a bit sharper upstairs etc than any other child I ever came across. So, I didn't feel depressed looking at photos of the good old days at all, cos really i don't think there were any good old days where she was concerned.