The old saying goes "Sleep with 9 different guys on Midsummer's Eve and your favourite flower appears in your dreams". Almost there, but not quite yet, instead Wilma Circus cuddled with Fred and had a proper good night's sleep at the dream place – Haapsalu.
(Müürivahe Fam spreading their love 2000 km away)
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Pebbles goes to sleep at 7PM
and that's when parents go all naughty with their pyjamas and sassy reading:
A living garden gnome – Šarik:
Pebbles had the main house all to herself to enjoy her 12h beauty sleep.
The big humans slept at the garden house. Everybody's happy:
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Wondering,when the pancakes will be ready:
Without a baby chair, every meal is a picnic:
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The bittersweet last days of breastfeeding:
After the breastfeeding debacle and lack of support,
I may only add that
Popped by the local wonderland:
Moomins exhibition makes tiny feet happy:
Choosing which Ilon Wikland artwork should hang on our wall:
Pebbles at stormy sea:
The face when you have to choose between Astrid Lindgren and Tove Jansson:
*insert some Swedish gibberish here*
I see your Pühajärve Jaanituli and raise you
Muminmamman och Muminpappan:
Fred went to the drawing board because Pebbles deserves this kind of real estate:
"So you're trying to tell me that this is not normal Midsummer weather?":
Every day there's new taste to introduce,
this time Sugar Rush Max:
Haapsalu railway track has been removed,
so these are the wheels we can count on:
Human bed:
There are mirrors and then there is THE mirror.
It works like photoshop premium:
Cancel all our Zoom meetings, redirect all couriers,
the family is on vacation:
Taller than a giraffe,
more fashionable than mama Circus:
"Your face,
I like it":
12 years of attraction. Is the sparkle gone?
Oh no, the dad hotness is another lever of boom-boom:
"How to get a beach body?
Go to the beach.
Done."
You shit bricks when you eat this:
New day, new shameless mirror selfies:
"ARE THE PANCAKES READY YET?!?!?!"
Looks all cute and stuff,
Thinking about all the things I'm planning not to do on that day:
Eat glitter for breakfast and shine all day:
Bitch don't kill my vibe:
Plastic snack-o:
Climbing the stairs of friendship:
The sophisticated ladies:
Kid is asleep, hubby is at work, Wilma is fabulous:
The late night Väike Viik:
She is checking if Šarik has pooped:
"Do spiders fart?"
Maybe returning to Tallinn is not the greatest idea:
Hiding from the heatwave:
Little seeds need water to grow:
When life gives you lemons...
The house of Wilma Circus:
Ti-U & I-An ♥
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