Mummy: This photo looks just like one of me when I was a baby, ask me, and I’ll show you.
Mummy: The competitive streak is in you, even if it is only winning some bed space.
Mummy: You’re around 4 months old here, I chose this picture because the expression on your face is so grown up.
Mummy: A sneaky little smile lets me know that you were happy to be here.
Mummy: Daddy gets the biggest smiles when you’re playing your silly games.
Mummy: We did lots of activities, I don’t know if you enjoyed them, but we enjoyed doing them with you.
Mummy: You loved when I was taking photos of you, you’re around 6 or 7 months here.
Mummy: Having fun on your belly, this was one of the first times you rolled over, but you didn’t really like being on your front much.
Mummy: I think you looked perfect in this photo
Mummy: We did a lot of colouring together but I used to get quite frustrated that all you wanted to do was eat the crayons rather than colour nice pictures!
Mummy: You’re growing up so fast, but at bedtime you still look like our little baby.
Mummy: Playing in the water, moments after this you tipped the whole tub over yourself!
So Erin, if blogging isn’t too historic (and I remembered to renew my domain name!) you are reading this, I’m not sure how old you are but I hoped you enjoyed reading a little bit about some of our thoughts and feelings during your first year. I don’t think I included anything embarassing and if I did – I’m sorry.
Why Tiny Dancer? In hospital, the night before having you, for some reason it was the only song that was keeping me (and you) calm (Tiny Dancer by Elton John)
With Love Mummy & Daddy (Daddy doesn’t ‘do’ blogging, but this was his idea!)
Entered into problogger’s group writing project ‘reviews and predictions’. *Erin: if we win a prize feel free to request your pocket money bonus