Week seven. It started off moody, threatening to be an indignant, unpleasant week, all sickness and tantrums, and further (unending!) battles about the injustice of pants. But it ended with bubbles on the roof-top, so. We'll just call it a wash, shall we?
moody, pant-less (not quite) baby // books in bed // playgroup bubbles // playgroup girls all in a circle/ making valentines cards