After a lazy Sunday lunch at home with Stu's school friend Pete we went for an amble through the park and fed the ducks. Sophs was doing 'one for you, one for me' with the bread for the ducks.

My little girl is so sweet. Bossy, but sweet! We're encouraging her to 'use her words' rather than yell or scream when she (understandably) gets frustrated at not being able to find or get the words out that she wants. And offering her alternatives to her behaviour, so that instead of only hearing 'don't do that' she then hears 'why don't you try saying/doing XYZ'. It must be frustrating knowing that the jigsaw puzzle of life is so big, but only having some of the pieces and wanting more.