Not a red car

When we were planning to buy a children’s car (Daisy gets it for a few years and then it will be Will’s), Daisy had just one request- it wasn’t red. Obvs I found the perfect car which wasn’t just red, it also had red seats (“mum, it literally couldn’t be more red”).

Daisy and I were up and out to collect Esja, get her Pfizer jabbed (Daisy, not Esja) and then went to Portsmouth to buy a non-red car. It’s a lovely car, hopefully will stand the pace for a good number of years.

Was v lovely to spend time with them both, they still talk the same bag of shite they did when they were 2.