Today our younger daughter turned 3. When she arrived she looked like her big sister did as a baby, so it seemed natural to change Elsie's nickname from Small to Small Small, while Millie became Tiny Small. She wasn't really very tiny then, and now she tells me she is a Big Girl! I don't know how we're going to keep her entertained for another two years before she starts scholl - she already comes regularly into the classroom with me to help out and is completely unfazed by any of it ...
We have had a lovely day today, from breakfast with presents - despite the post strike delaying everything from our families:
through dancing in sparkly shoes:
to a specially requested train birthday cake:
Not my usual style (bought swiss rolls!) but what the little one wanted, she got today. Including rolling me up in a blanket and patting me to sleep like one of her baby dollies, telling me I was a Knitting Animal in the zoo.
Happy Birthday, little one - you'll always be Tiny Small to me!