Poor Savvy was in such a state last week having had a cough. I had the pleasure of the little devil on Monday and she insisted on "going off and eating worms". She picked up her tuna melt, marched off in a huff, and that was her for the rest of lunch. The whole cafe gathered round her like a bear at the zoo. Close enough to get a pic, but not so close they might get a bite.
The tantrums continued into the aft (and through the night(s!).
Didn't help that King's park was closed. Dragging a kicking child across frozen grass. It's not pretty. Stirling castle is though.
Happier times. But then, who's not happy with a block of cheese in their hands? (note, gash on forehead healing nicely.)
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