My brother got married to Laura today, which was lovely. No pictures of the happy couple yet, (they're all a bit blurred on our crappy camera), but here's one of me and Maddie all dressed up in our best togs. She had curlers in ALL morning to make those ringlets.
And then we were three. But lest we forget what the early days with the bundle of noise and joy (but mostly noise) was like, we're writing it down. That way in later life, Madeleine can verify her early history and catch us out as we re-write it for our own ends, as parents are wont to do. Hang on a sec - so, whose idea was this?