And then there were three . . .

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AHHHHHHHHHHH (again) . . .


Mummy left me on the floor while she went to run my bath.


When she was gone Grace decided that I am her Princess baby. She lifted me up off the floor and put me to bed in her doll's bed.


I think that someone should explain to her the term DOLL'S bed.


1 Comments:

  • At 5:57 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Kate, believe me you have my complete sympathy!! Yur parents like mine are quickly learning that a real miracle is >>>>baby no.3 surviving the impact of two older siblings. But guess what.. i learnt to sqwark real loud , MUm and dad always came running and my brothers got in TROUBLE...And know whats even better it still works!!!!!
    Love and hugs and protection from your big sensible cousin MIA

     

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