Hello Lovelies! I know – I am such a lover of alliteration that I couldn’t resist ☺. I thought I’d show you a handful of random recent moments on Planet Baby which have *made my heart sing*. Just what I need right now. Oh, and before I dim the lights, don’t forget to enter my giveaway - it closes tomorrow! Okay, who’s in charge of the dimmer for our little slideshow?! Thankyou – away we go…
Making our first daisy chains together
On the days when Joshie’s at school and India and Sam are home with me, I’ve been enjoying watching their special little relationship burgeoning. It makes my heart swell when I see them playing together and revelling in each other’s company. Not that it’s like that all the time, of course, but *sometimes* there’s just magic happening between them. Sammy has us both giggling when he says “Good idea, Sis!”. *Sigh*. Here is one of them, making our first daisy chains in the garden. Oh, and wearing our signature PB gumboots, naturally!
First, we laid out our ‘picnic rug’ on the grass (note, not lawn – big difference!) and held up our chosen daisies.
We had plenty of specimens awaiting our attention.
Then, after discovering making a little slit in the daisy was “too twicky”, Sam handed his over to me to work on. I hadn’t done this for about 35 years. But I just hopped back on that old bike again…
And shiver me timbers, it worked. Voila!
Miss India was smitten and so sad when it wilted.
Learning to climb
Older Planetarians may recall my posts on ‘Quicksilver Sam’ here, here, here and here. Well, my littlest man is remaining true to form. The other day whilst we were waiting for Joshie to finish his Milo cricket after school, India and Sam ran amok in the nearby playground. I averted my gaze for about 30 seconds to peer out for Joshie, just to see how he was holding his bat (remember I’m a cricket tragic!). Then I turned around to see this sight.
I couldn’t believe my eyes! My little 2 year old had scaled that height all by himself.
And, just for good measure, he reached the top. Unaided, of course! I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry to see my baby up there.
As for him, well you can see the pride radiating out of his adorable little face. *Sigh*.
Wishing on puffballs
We also have plenty of ‘puffballs’ in our garden. Does that word take you back to a quieter, easier time when we were growing up? Life seemed to possess so many simple delights then. As it does now. First, pick your puffball (it’s buried there, somewhere!).
Then make a wish…
and gently blow…
until they’re all gone. I wonder what she wished for?
And now to bed, my friends! Tell me – do any of these moments bring back memories for you? Or are your littlies doing the same as mine? I’d love to hear.