‘I saw her reach up and pull at the cup handle…’ My daughter Libbie toddled around the living room, carrying her favourite dolly and chattering away.
‘Go sleep, dolly,’ she said sternly. ‘Go sleep now.’
I had to giggle.
Libbie, 16 months, was always on the move, busy with her toys.
Her two older brothers Connor, 8, and Rhys, 2, were lazing on the couch, watching TV.
Libbie was definitely the boss of our family - including me and her dad Brandan, 31!
A real bright spark, she was headstrong, but well-behaved.
Then, one afternoon in January this year, Connor was just home from school, and he, Rhys and Libbie were playing happily in the living room. So I invited my friend Gemma round to keep me company.
‘I’ll just…
