Prams, quite rightly, aren't allowed in the castle, so Isobel travelled strapped to PDs chest. She loved it so much she slept the whole afternoon.
I knew it was a successful family trip when, on the way home, I looked in my rear view mirror to see this...
(PD had climbed in the back to when Princess Isobel had become distressed at leaving her castle behind)
The funny thing is it felt like I hadn't seen Isobel all day, so I was really happy to get home and whop out a boob and feed her.
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