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Day 8 Tuesday 31st March 2020



It's now been over a week.

Poppy returned home from her dad's house (dressed as a mermaid) with bags of toys (because she obviously doesn't have enough here) and a Wendy house-castle thing, because there isn't enough shit in the dining room already.

She has also now claimed the space under the stairs in the downstairs hallway and it resembles a crèche for dolls-a highchair, bouncer, pushchair, pram and car seat for her (many) babies. She, and her toys, are slowly taking over the house. (Contemplate if now is a good time to make-over the shed and turn it into a playhouse for her and her ever growing collection of baby paraphernalia. *Must tell her dad to stop sending her home with more things*)

Cohabiting has sadly come to an end as the boyfriend needs to go be with his family and the reality of the virus has become very close to home. In order to keep the children safe, we won't be seeing each other for a while now.





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