Thanks, Zoe.

Zoe didn’t tell me that Daisy had fallen asleep on her in the pram.

Zoe had been stuck like that for 20 mins. It was hot.

I thought they were reading. Thinking back, there was more than the usual ‘Grins and Goos’ from passing maternal/paternal types.

Future Zoe, you are an awesome, patient sister. Thanks.

(er, next time, just push her over to the other side…)

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