We went for a picnic yesterday in honour of a friend’s birthday. We went to Peckham Rye, in South East London. Unfortunately, most of the people had toddler boys. This did not go down well with Moozles. She had expected to have another ‘big girl’ to play with. Luckily she had her brother to play with, and her Daddy (I was busy catching up with my friend who I haven’t seen in months). But at one point, Moozles was so annoyed that she went off to sulk at a nearby table. But it’s hard to sulk by yourself when you have a little brother. Dubz went over and just sat next to her. She didn’t sulk for long. But I managed to take this picture while she was making a grumpy face.
I wish I could help Moozles see how lucky she is. She has someone who absolutely adores her and who loves playing with her. She never has to be sad and alone, like I was as a child. She may have sad times, but never for want of company. She has a sibling there, always ready to keep her company. Always by her side.