Dear Diary
It appears we have acquired ourselves a resident 4.9 year old Picasso. I thought we managed to skip this phase completely, but alas, Picasso made her move late into our house.

And probably what made all hell break loose was the fact that Dad discovered this latest piece of artwork. I came back into the house after hanging out some washing to find the tv unplugged on the dining room table and a sobbing child who wouldn't tell me what had happened.
After some careful coaxing, I managed to get out of her that she'd drawn on her tv and Dad had confiscated it. We then decided to put a 2 week ban on tv watching of her shows on any of the household tv.
So far things are going well and she's hardly noticed the absence of Peppa Pig, Fairy Kingdom, Play School, or Sesame Street. And just quietly, my sanity is grateful for this break in ABC2. She's spending more time outside jumping on the trampoline, swinging on the swings and monkeying around on the monkey bars.
I am beginning to wonder if we could turn this into a permanent thing. I could really get used to it!
Until next we meet!
xxxx
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