I've had an enjoyable afternoon hanging out with Daisy today - no pictures to show, but instead I have a snippet of conversation, that was simply brilliant.
At three Daisy appears to have her life planned out pretty early (I guess that's a genetic trait I passed down). Anyhow, we were discussing her future where apparently she'll be having baby twins and a dog.
I asked Daisy: "Will the twins be boys or girls"
Daisy: "girls....and a girl dog too"
Me: "ohh what will they be called, have you got a name yet"
Daisy: "Yep, Florence"
Me: "Ohh that's a nice name, what about the other twin?"
For anyone who's been living in a cave this may help explain.