Moses and Me

Moses and I have something in common: we both slept in a basket. While I doubt that his was named after me, it is just as unlikely that mine floated down any rivers.

My moses basket was slept in by cousins before me, my brother and sister after me, and most recently has been occupied by my lovely nieces.

And now look, my clever Mummy has redressed it and delivered it to Twickers ready for her new Grandaughter. What a lovely Grandma is she?! x