Mini may have turned three but the terrible twos have simply simmered into the terrible threes.
They're not awful by any means but it often feels like tempestuous teenage hormones are raging around her body, causing the usually charming child we know to turn into a screaming, pouting, sulking and foot stamping teen.
Despite these sulks we are all relishing our new Ibiza home. What bliss this morning to have breakfast al fresco in the courtyard with our new Falcon enamelware plates (thank you Karen!) and my Fermoie cushions and Sue Binns hand made pottery mugs. Bliss.
Lovely baby, God Bless..
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