Scrapbook: Down the Rabbit Hole

Sometimes I just like to sit back and watch Isobel play on her own, without getting involved.

I think that’s one of the joys of being a parent: watching your creation become and independent being. A being that loves sticking her head through the cat flap, for instance. I wonder what she’s looking at?


Mystery solved.

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...


Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <s> <strike> <strong>

CommentLuv badge