Alessi, (or Pip as I still often call her) is two. When I was pregnant I just couldn't visualise myself with a baby. Whenever I looked into our future, I imagined a toddler. A toddler running around and talking. I imagined the girl she is now. But the image I had in my head wasn't nearly as good as this.
She makes me laugh every day, she surprises me everyday and she exhausts me every day. So far this morning she has asked for a puppy, a dragon and a purple car.
She's chased me around trying to lick my face (no I don't know how we keep passing these illnesses to each other either - it's a mystery).
And she's picked out her own clothes even though I thought the combo I'd got together actually looked pretty fabulous. She clearly disagreed. A fully fledged member of the fashion police that one.
At two she loves:
- Peppa Pig, which I hate
- Sarah and Duck, which I also love
- Her boots
- Outside..any where as long as it's outside
- The park, especially the "big slide"
- Colours, especially purple
- Jumping on Mummy's and Daddy's bed
- Drawing. On anything. As can be seen by looking at our livingroom walls
- Being read to
- My wedding ring (obsessed)
- Swimming with Daddy
She doesn't love:
- Having her face washed
- Having her hair washed
- Or brushed
- Being cooped up indoors
- Having sticky hands
There's so much more I could write, but for the sake of brevity I'll finish here.
Keep being awesome my little Pip. Although, feel free to drop the face licking any time you want.