Oh I almost forgot!
On the way home this evening I mentioned to Doc C that I'd seen some really cool wooden blocks with the periodic table on, and that was exactly the kind of subtle indoctrination into geekdom that any potential child of ours should come to expect.
Doc then asked how to actually play with blocks, and I explained that you built towers, then knocked them down again. The Doc was bemused, but then explained that as a child he mostly felt comfortable with toys and games that came with very clear rules and instructions. He had a Lights Alive and would only do the pictures that came with a template, the blank pages never got used. He also would meticulously build the exact model on the Lego box, with no deviation from the plan or improvising.
This has continued, to a certain degree, into adulthood so that I am now married to the only person I know who enjoys filling out forms and following recipes precisely. This explains why every time I cook Doc C wants to know why it's different to the last time I cooked what ever it is. Probably because I rarely follow a recipe or a pattern exactly as it's written, so I tend to go off the page a bit and add stuff if I think it will work and/or it needs using up.
Poor Doc, between me and the cats he must be constantly trying to keep us on track and we just keep skittering off to play with shiny stuff.