Princess Brooklyn: 3 years old.

Dear Princess Brooklyn,

You are three today. I am not sure if you knew this when you woke up this morning as we had your birthday party yesterday so today was a bit of a nothing day. You already got your presents, had your party and blew out your candles so let's face it, you are three, someone says "birthday", you hear "party/ cake / presents". Today you, Nico and I just went out for lunch at our little cafe in Beaconsfield where you had fairy bread, a cupcake and a babycino... all your favourites.

I am a terrible mother, I confess. I didn't even tink about this party until just last week. I was just going to have your playgroup friends over during the week but your dad was sad about missing out on the action so I called work, got leave approved and got on Facebook to see who could come! You had Holly, Ayla, Steph, Millar, Riley, Ryder, Kam, Maxx and Blake. You all played so nicely and had a little picnic on the floor with fairy bread and "hot dogs" (mini frankfurters). The Fairies cake had your 3 candles on it and you blew them out properly for the first time.

Nana and Grandad got you your bike 2 weeks ago but we haven't openend it yet... you know it is a bike. You went shopping for it with them when they were here. We were going to go and see if we could get a parent handle, now I am not too sure, maybe it is better without one. We had a quick Sype with them tonight.

Our neighbours Chris and Dennis are your psuedo grandparents. They haven't looked after you or anything but they always come and see how we are doing, and give you presents for Christmas and birthdays. This year they are away for the weekend so you got your present early. It was a beautiful fairy ballerina dress and the minute you saw it your face lit up and you told me you were wearing it to your party. I had to hide it in your wardrobe after you'd worn it for a day and half or it would have been destroyed before the party even started.

You are Little Miss Independent now. When you come to wake me up (usually right on 7am, with a few 6.30s in there too) you have generally taken off your nappy and dressed yourself for the day. Some mornings you let Nico wake me up and I find you in the playroom with the TV on Nick Jr, playing quietly. I love that, as much as it scares me. When did you get so grown up??

This month you have discovered that when we said "Pencils/ crayons/ felts are only for paper", well... we were not entirely telling the truth. They work elsewhere too you have found. The couch. The coffee table. Cups. The fridge (No Geoff,  I didn't mean to write that, she would never scrawl on the fridge. Especially not with an extra large jumbo giant red permanent marker.)

At night, you insist on reading to me and it is a struggle to get you to let me read. You know some of your stories so well it is frightening. You know Bamboozled almost word for word  and it makes me laugh to hear you reciting phrases like "it niggled at the back of my mind" on the exact right page.

I hope you will be starting a dance class in the next little while. I am just finalising some care for Nico and then I will get it sorted. it will be easier if it is just you and me.

You are the best 3 year old I know. I couldn't ask for a more thoughful, cheeky and easy child. I wouldn't change one thing about you except maybe the tantrums you have once every day or two

Hey Brooklyn, guess what? I love you

Mama



Memorable things from your mouth this month

 - "Where is my mum's husband gone?"

 - You "Mama... I want something that is round and shaped like a triangle"
 Me "um... ok??"
 You "And its like cheese."
 (You wanted a cheese wedge)

 - "Hmmmmm. Now lets see. How do I put this on there? I beda read the infections."