My little bird, three today. This little man, by my side almost everyday, is so adorable, so demanding, so sweet, so magical, so funny, so kissable. Always with a twinkle in his eye and always hungry. I feel so lucky to have him in my life. Happy birthday my sweet little bird.
A big new development. My little lion cub getting his own big bed and moving out of his baby one. He's so proud and sleeping all through the night at last. My little lion cub will be three this month, sniff. Lots of new developments to come...
Part of my reluctance to take this leap earlier is because I love this cot. It's a simple vintage piece that has watched over the sweet dreams of many little ones in our extended family. As Hugo was the last in the line, I'm not sure what to do with it now.... 
Goals. Elsa's been writing a list of hers. Here they are in her own sweet spelling. Too cute to correct. There's a small box alongside each item to tick off as she achieves each one. 
The little ones who share my home, they play, they giggle, they shout, they grow. 
And speaking of growing up, here are the other babes, who make their second appearance in Eye Spy. Poulette and Polly. Ten week old frizzles, aren't they darling? 
Look what we found in the pumpkin patch! There were two of these tiny frogs sitting on adjacent leaves. Do you think I could get them to pose together? Not likely. Camera shy amphibians. Very magical.
tiny babies asleep in their beds
glamorous flower mummy with head and hair of plasticine
in their home made of moss, driftwood, stones and curlicues
I've been tagged by the lovely Jodi to play this game - open the 6th picture folder on your computer, open the 6th photo and blog it. Write something about it. Then tag 6 more people to do the same.
...it was bound to happen sooner or later, but I would have rathered the later than the sooner. I had mixed feelings about this little tooth falling out. Delighted by her excitement at losing a tooth, but as she took one big step away from being a small child and a giant leap towards being a big kid, I felt more than a pang of nostalgia for my long gone little one.
