This Lovely Age


My mornings usually start with Ava being brought into our bed by daddy. She’ll often wrap her arms around my neck and give me a kiss and then try her best to get back to sleep. I’ll be half asleep but it always makes me smile.

After breakfasts she’ll say “Oddjob (orange), geen (green), white haveit”! Which means I have to pass her my many bottles of vitamins and she’ll shake, rattle and roll them all over the place, practicing her colours and her counting until: enough. “Out” she’ll say; and it’s time to play.

She tells me she loves me many times a day ‘love you mummy’ . She goes into her own little imaginary play world where she huddles up with all her toys; talks to them, bosses them around and has very serious conversations with them. Then she’ll run in to me and say “Look at me mummy!” and shows me whatever it is she’s done that she’s really proud of (filled her little bag with jigsaw pieces for example).

She loves bathtimes with Daddy and runs her little naked butt along the hallway without fail every time in excitement. She knows words and phrases I hadn’t even realised she had picked up on us saying, and her ability to remember something when she has only been told it once astounds me. Every day she makes me laugh with the funny little comments she comes out with. She loves dancing now; we spend lots of time holding hands with each other and her favourite toys and dancing round the room giggling and silly.

She is the most loving little character and wants to shower everyone and everything with her affectionate (aggressive) cuddles and kisses (imagine gritted teeth and squeezing).

This is such a lovely age.


  1. February 19, 2014 / 4:32 pm

    Oooh, don’t tell me all that when I’m away; I miss her enough anyway :-) xx

    • February 27, 2014 / 3:53 pm

      Don’t worry – a lot can change in a week!:( xx

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