Where does a month go?! I’m with you Mags. It’s entirely NOT Ok that you will be 2 in just 3 months time.
But despite all the protest and crankiness that we feel about the situation, here we are Miss 21 months old. Full of new words, an obsession with her older sister, a love for the dummy not seen before in 21 months and smiles that will make your heart burst.
It’s been a bit of a come down since her big sisters started back at school, but she’s getting through with Frank, as ever, and her beloved cows.
My word she loves any kind of farm animal. I had to throw cold hard cash at a season of Playschool for the iPad on life on the farm and we have watched the Baby Einstein Baby Macdonald video on YouTube about 567 times. And you think I’m kidding!
She also loves her dummy. Or dummies I should say. Seen often walking around with two in her hands and one in her gob, I know it’s something that we will need to shut down at some stage but right now I am letting her go full Maggie Simpson on that stuff.
She’s also obsessed with Play doh which you can imagine I am THRILLED about. Mum told me I was being awful not letting her play with it so of course I felt bad, then remembered when I now have fluro green playdoh wedged into every rug we own. THANKS MUM.
It’s been HOT. And no one likes too much heat. Especially not the babies. It’s been lovely having Archie just around the corner…trying to explain to Mags that another baby is coming soon. She’s not interested. I AM. Thank goodness there will be another baby to cuddle. My sisters. Not mine. WE ARE DONE.
Her words and speaking have gone through the roof in the past month too. Every day there is something new. Check out the counting here. SCFREEE, SFOOOOUR. Daisy has taught her to count to ten.
We’ve been getting back into our routine of normal life when the girls are at school, quiet mornings, long sleeps in the middle of the day and running around in the afternoons. I love the rhythm of these days. Long may they last.
So Miss Mags, slow down on this growing business. The clip in the hair makes you just a little bit TOO much grown up for my liking. You are a joy, every day, to every single one of us.
As for the shoulder drop you do when you dance? Long may it stay that way FOREVER.