And then she was three!

Have the last 18 months been a very long case of the "terrible two's" or is she just built like that? Since she has just turned 3yrs, we are holding our breath to find out.



When asked what she wanted for her birthday, all she would say was "Bucker-woo" - the bucking mule game we all remember from our own childhood. Tiny pieces of plastic exploding across the playroom floor? OK, I can cope with that. As the day drew nearer there were urgent requests for playdoh, anything with Upsy Daisy on it and all things Pepa Pig. This will be a completely new language to you if you don't have a 3yr old.



On the eve of her birthday, we were buying balloons and her SpongeBob birthday cake in Sainsbury's and she completely fell in love with a doll from High School Musical that sings with it's own microphone. As anyone who has tried shopping with a manic nearly 3 yr old will tell you, you come to a point where you would give them your spleen if they would just get back in the trolley so you can get out of there.



The day arrived and the family came over. We all sat around watching her opening her presents - Buckeroo, Playdoh, Upsy Daisy bedside light/torch and lots of Pepa Pig characters. She blew out the candles and handed around the cake. It all went really rather well.



In the afternoon, they were invited to a friend's party and had a whale of a time jumping about, eating their own body weight in Wotsits and generally making their tights filthy. When we got in I had to dig the foot spa out of deep storage to prize Molly's sticky tights off, and then we all settled down to a relaxing tea. As the family were having a normal conversation, it struck me that Dais was nowhere to be seen and upon closer inspection I found everything she had been bought that day bobbing around in the foot spa. The tiny pieces of plastic and Pepa Pig characters were OK but the High School Musical microphone is definately a gonna.