P..

Ten and a half months ago, this little treasure was born.
7 lbs 2.

Now, 10 and a half months later, she's still a little treasure and 3 times her birth weight and three quarters of a metre tall!!

She's one of my favourite people in the world (There are few people I can say that about - her, my family, my fiance, and P's parents, J+D). She's so close to walking and talking.

She makes me laugh when no one else can, especially with the combination of her first 3 words (other than mumma and dadda) being 'gay', 'bum' and 'bang'. God knows where she got that from!

She loves being picked up and cuddled and has learnt how to kiss someone (despite the fact it quite often turns into a french kiss).

She giggles when she should be screaming as someone scares the shit out of her.

She waves properly :)

She plays peekaboo behind my back.

She's just an amazing little girl.

I'm feeling less wordy than yesterday and, putting it in a corny way, there are no words to describe my love for her.

I'm sure I'll be feeling wordier tomorrow. That's when you'll meet her daddy! :D

A xx