In the garden…
Cherry blossoms.
Jailbreak!
Reading/lounging.
V spent 10 minutes styling that piece of paper on my face. Thank you, miss!
Tantrum in progress – over what, I have no idea this time. If only babies could communicate with words rather than with tears and rolling all over the floor…
Somebody is ready to travel!
What’s it going to be like when Vera has some molars and no longer looks like a chipmunk when she eats?
Not a happy camper!
