Buttercups for Mummy

Today my baby was left sobbing by her 'father' as he walked away from her while she pleaded to be with him. Its beyond my comprehension how the tears of a baby do not make someone think twice and very hard. Maybe that's just me! So Mummy was left to pick up the pieces again - a trip to the farm and an ice cream helped and in return I was picked a lovely bunch of buttercups. She is as bright as a button, she is making her own mind up - soon the damage will be done :(