When the bough breaks

Ok, so I'm no club style crooner; I do a mean Frere Jacque but what does it say about my rendition of Rock a-bye Baby when my daughter interrupts me with: 'go away mummy, I go to sleep now on my own. You go downstairs'.

Hmm, moving swiftly on.

Little girl had very distinctive fashion ideas this weekend.

Red cords under a dress for a party:




And how else do you accessorise your pjs on a Sunday morning but with a pair of wings and a butterfly hat:




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