Today, Hazel had a big howl. She cried and thrashed and was miserable. After a while she calmed down. When she was lying peacefully on my chest, she said quietly, "Hazel misses Mummy". I said, "Which mummy", and she patted me. I asked "When do you miss Mummy?" and she said "At creche".
Wow. I am so proud of her.
Ivy is getting into climbing. At the playground she is having a go at climbing ladders, and those chain net things. Lots of complaining about how hard they are. After a few goes with help, she does it with elation.
The evenings are getting warmer, so we've tried out a long-held dream... alfresco dining. It's a nightmare cleaning couscous off the floor, and the chickens love it, so why not? It worked very nicely:
