...that one so angelic in appearance could behave in a manner so discordant with her demeanour.Oh, she wasn't so bad I suppose, if I let her watch TV she'd probably have been as quiet as a mouse (a mouse watching TV I guess) but I don't allow it on the grounds that it's not good for her.
Quite what the beneficial effects of trying to get my hands and feet to kiss and form stable relationships might be is less clear but at least it allows her already rampant imagination a little more room for manoeuvre than the brain sponge drivel on TV.
Still no thank you, still no goodbye (although I wasn't ignored when I picked her up yesterday which was an improvement on last week).
Plenty of tears and mini-tantrums about nothing in particular.
Not very interesting this is it?
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