A happy Pip

Pip is a monster.

I shouldn't say it but she is.

She can't walk yet but can climb the stairs.

She chases her sister. She gets into places she shouldn't.

I fear she will be trouble.

And yet this happy smily face belies these thoughts, these deeds. She was with her granny and grandad today and they gave her back with an exhausted look and siad "that one will keep you busy". Notice the lack of "we" in that sentence.

So here she is. All happy and bright.

I'll spare you the screaming habdabs at bedtime.