Mummy-daughter time

With her brother demanding continuous attention I felt there had not been enough mummy-daughter time. So, we had a special morning out, getting all dressed up then catching the bus into town. The christmas windows were still up, which were great to watch. We then needed to stop for a special treat or two. Bronte had her own Paris purse, with pocket money, which she used to buy a rainbow pen. It was a lovely morning!