On Fridays, our Frances does not go to work and her youngest daughter, Margot, does not go to nursery school. Consequently, they get to spend some precious one-to-one time together.
Usually, they attend a playgroup in a local church hall and for months Margot has always enjoyed this. However, two days ago she announced that she did not wish to go to playgroup. Instead she wanted to visit a cafe to eat "sausage". By the way, eating is probably her number one pastime.
And there the wee cherub is in the cafe. I just had to share that picture with you. She is eating her grub and drinking her "Fruit Shoot" so of course she is happy. If you will excuse the expression, the sausage has already gone down the hatch.
Isn't she a doll - or is that just grandfather bias once again?
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