2012: Week 40

Saturday 29 September

It didn't come as a surprise to me when Daisy didn't want to try on a bridesmaid's dress the other week, so I've resolved to get her used to wearing dresses over the next couple of months, because she will wear one on the day, like it or not :). I can just imagine her sitting on the floor, tears rolling down her cheeks, saying, 'No dress! No down the aisle!' so I'm determined to get her as used to the idea as possible. Here's one of the dresses I bought her this week - we have a couple already, but not many as it's just so much easier to put her in trousers, and the ones we do have are too big for her, despite saying 12-18 months on the labels. So this is my two-years-and-one-month-old in a 9-12 months dress, playing with her 'water mat' :).

Sunday 30 September

Nanna and Grandpa are here this weekend, and I inadvertently volunteered Dad to do some wallpapering next door (he didn't mind; he likes having little projects to do when he visits. Remember the balustrade?). Daisy wanted to come too as she likes to torment Izzy, the neighbours' dog, but as Izzy was asleep and not interested in being tormented, Daisy got stuck into the decorating...

Monday 1 October

Dad took this beautiful picture of Daisy at the park this afternoon before they left to go home.

Tuesday 2 October

We went to the Children's Centre this morning and Daisy embraced her inner Roger Taylor.

Wednesday 3 October

I love this picture of Daisy and Harry, who came round this afternoon with his Nonna to play in the park with us. It's slightly out of focus, but it looks like the kind of picture you see in a trashy magazine with the caption 'Neither Daisy nor Harry has publicly acknowledged their relationship, but our paparazzo's shot says it all...'

Thursday 4 October

Daisy wouldn't leave this cupboard alone today when she got back from nursery. Turned out she'd put a plastic fried egg in one of the saucepans that live in there and she was trying to get it back.

Friday 5 October

Usually I get Daisy's lunch ready then prepare my own while she's eating hers, which means she's usually finished when mine's ready to eat. Invariably, this is what happens...