Earlier this week, Bean and I decided it would be nice to have a go at weaving friendship bracelets. We duly ordered weaving wheels, a book full of ideas and enough embroidery cotton to sink a battle ship.  This all arrived this morning, and since Bean had his[…]

I read this list of Ten Reasons Age Three is More Terrible Than Two the other day. It describes my wonderful, loving, quirky, intelligent, loud, wilful, strong, fierce three year old Plum *almost* to a tee. Almost.