'A portrait of my child, once a week, every week in 2013'
'We walked to the post office and bakery in the rain. Everyone was heads down and grumpy faced in the grey but Wilf sang at the top of his voice '1,2,3,4,5 fiiiiiiiish is alive!' And turned most frowns upside down. He pointed out the lavender bush by the bakery and said 'bimbles hang out!' (The same bush we pass on the way to nursery where he points to all the bees we saw in the summer). Sure he DID have a melt down a street away from ours when he wanted to jump into an enticing puddle in the middle of the road and he did yell at a dog 'not on the road!!' But all in all it's been a fun morning'