It's a Monday so that means lots of washing, going to the post office and going to the park - pretty much the same as any other day. There's lots of playing, reading of books (I get to read when Isabel naps if I'm lucky) and a few tears and tantrums (mostly from a small girls starting to assert her independence - I swear some days she thinks she's 3, especially with the constant 'why' questions).
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