Nobody is perfect. Not even that mum from the playground.

Every time we go to someone’s house, F will slip something he likes in his pocket. There are forever other kids’ toys popping up around the house that I have to try and return!

When they’re playing in the garden, the older one has a fun game where she shuts the younger one in the recycling box. I let them do it… you can hear him giggling from the inside!

My daughter vanished for a few minutes last week. We found her moments later, in the driving seat of the car – all strapped in with her brother. She’s 4 going on 40!

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