First day of the Easter hols and Iz is clearly something of a tweenager as she absolutely, positively will not move from the slumber of her bed, like she is being held their be a powerful magnet.
It’s the low growls and grunts, Isabelle’s fine when she is up coaxing her from the Sofia the First bedsheets was something even a trained police negotiator would struggle with.
She’s more Isabelle the Last, to get up that is. (Obviously I’m just jealous)
Dawn of the Dad 