Princess Brooklyn: 35 months.

Inspired by Toushka I have decided that I will write to my Princess and tell her about herself. It is a little late to start but better than never

So Brooklyn this is you.

This month was your third Christmas and New Years. I was so excited because this was going to be the first one you understood. Not as excited as you though. For two months you had been telling everyone, strangers and friends alike, that Santa was bringing her a pink scooter with lights

Your Nanna Shona came to visit us for Christmas and the beginning of January. This was the third time she had met you and she was amazed at how much you had changed in a year. You are a real little person now and can have conversations about everything... even though sometimes you don't make sense.

"I just think umm, 12 oclock is, over there and presents because the lady did and driving" is an example of what might come out of your mouth when you want to be the centre of attention but haven't actually got anything to say. Another would be: "This is a cucumber, because its not a cucumber".

You're favourite thing to do is dance and act, and I must say: you are great. All you have to do is see something once on TV or something your friends do and you can re-enact it.  The most common little drama you put on is putting your hands over you mouth, looking into them and saying "Oh no, my toof's fallen out! I beda go pud it nexta my bed right now!" If you can dress up too, then it's even better

I would like to freeze this moment in time and keep you this age. Next month you will be 3. When I say "My daughter is 2, you still sound like my baby. When I say I have a 3 year old, I will have to admit you're growing up. Maybe you will stop our funny game of "Hey Mama, guess what? ... I love you!!!!!" Maybe when I say "Hey Brooklyn, guess what?... I love you!!!" you will no longer reply with "Awww!" and reply "ooooooooooh, Muuuu-uuummmmm!!"

I am not allowed to dress you anymore. You have to do it yourself, including choosing what to wear. Sometimes I don't agree with your choices but if you want to wear an oversized t-shirt, ballet skirt and stripy jandals (yes, you call them jandals, thank god, not thongs) to the shops, that is what you wear. The only time I make you change is if you are wearing your favourite party dress and we are going to the park. Then I have to convince you that shorts/jeans are a much better idea.

You are such a loving little creature. Your brother thinks you are the best. You can see it in his eyes. All I have to do is say "oh, here comes your sister!!" and he starts to smile. I think he knows what's going to happen and when you jump to peek over the change table and shout "Boo!" he starts to laugh. You call him Mister Man or Our Little Man and love to cuddle and kiss him. Every time you make him laugh or smile, you get so excited and announce it to us. If he is in a bad mood and won't smile or laugh, you get upset.

We got some apps for you on my iTouch last week - games, stories and number/letter practise - and you already know exactly how to unlock it, find and open the apps you want to use and get them started. Close My Eyes by Little Bella has become a favourite bedtime story.

Nanna and Grandad are on their way to visit next week, I just know they will be even more in love with you than they were 4 months ago. I can't wait and neither can you. "Aww, grandad is a funny man. He can change his shirt colour" you told me today. I have no idea what you meant but you seemed impressed.

Hey Brooklyn. Guess what? I love you
Mama