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I’ve still got Portugal photos! This was from our second to last day, when we went to Cascais, a beach town about half an hour down the coast on the train. This was actually the day with the lowest temperatures forecast (13 degrees – brrrrr!), so we were a bit unsure over whether it would even make sense to go to the beach, but it turned out to be a beautiful day. We had a general wander around had lunch in a lovely veggie buffet restaurant – we were the first there so that picture you can see is all the pretty plates untouched. They’ve got a promenade going along the coast linking to the next two beaches along, so we walked back in the direction of the city on that.

And that’s where the disaster happened! Milo was sitting at the edge of the promenade when he dropped his dummy and it fell over to disappear forever among the Atlantic rocks. Dave did think about climbing down to retrieve it but there was no way we’d ever have found it. So we decided to go with it. We’d been meaning to get him to give up his dummy for a while, and at one point actually had him down to just using it to go to sleep, but then he got ill so we let him have it during the day and then after that he kept asking for it so we mostly let him have it when he got tired, because we’re weak willed and also ‘sleep only’ seems quite an arbitrary rule and how do you explain that to a two year old? Whereas ‘You dropped it in the sea and now it’s gone’ makes sense and isn’t even a lie. And magically, he totally accepted it. The flight back was pretty traumatic without it (sorry, fellow passengers!), and he did really miss it for a good three weeks, taking much longer to fall asleep and going ‘Nuss in the sea’ over and over again in his bed (he calls it a nuss, no one knows why. We call in Schnulli (German word) and nursery call it dummy), and even now he still occasionally says that, but he definitely accepted that it was gone and didn’t ask for it (and also conveniently forgot about the other dummies we had in a drawer at home). So it’s all worked out in the end!

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