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Lady beetle

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Sunday, 31 August 2014: One Year, One Hundred and Fifty Three Days Old.

My Mum and I took Ayla to a nearby park today, and then for a little walk around a community garden.

Ayla LOVED the garden; stopping to look with cautious awe at the bright and colourful scarecrows.

We also let her pick a fresh snow pea of a vine and taste it’s crispy freshness, and Ayla bent down with eager curiosity to inspect strawberries and peer at ripening tomatoes.

The highlight of the adventure though was showing Ayla little lady beetles for the first time.

Lady beetles have special meaning for Hubby and I, and it was precious to see how gentle and appreciative Ayla was of the tiny red insects.

Ayla was even brave enough to let the lady beetles run along her open palm, resisting a certain urge to close her fists and squish.

Hours later when we were at home getting ready for bed, I sat down with Ayla to read her touchy-geeky bunny book.

I hadn’t realised before that each page of the book had a hidden lady beetle and now knowing that Ayla knew what a lady beetle was I asked her if she could see one.

After a couple of moments studying the page Ayla pointed, straight at the beetle. I tried again on the next page, and the page after that and got the same result every time.

After going through the book a couple of times Ayla even began saying “beetle” when she pointed to them. I was surprised and amazed and proud at my clever little girl.

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Storyteller

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Friday, 6 June 2014: One Year and Sixty Seven Days Old.

Firstly, Ayla’s lips are MUCH better today; she’s back to eating and drinking like normal and she’s heaps happier.

Now, onto today’s story…

An African Storyteller came to Ayla’s day care this afternoon!

I was a bit hesitant and cynical as to what I should expect but it turned out a really fun and interactive afternoon!

Ayla loved listening to the African sounding songs and she got to play on an African drum!

Ayla was a little bit overwhelmed by the Storyteller at first, but by the time we left she was waving good bye and blowing kisses of thanks!

I also got to see Ayla play with her little friends – Ruby, Cleo, Virag, Clara, David and Ava – and I got to meet some of the other mums and Dads.

Then there was a share-plate afternoon tea cooked by the day care mums, and now I know how yummy the food is there! No wonder Ayla doesn’t eat at home lol.

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Where’s Spot?

Hubby captured this video last night as I was reading to Ayla during her evening “quiet time”.

I can’t help but smile every time I watch it back; I knew Ayla loved books but its so cute to see how enthralled she is at every page.

It also amazes me how Ayla can already lift the flaps in her Spot books, because each flap opens in a different direction…. Smart li’l cookie!

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Story time

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Wednesday, 20 November 2013: Two Hundred and Thirty Three Days Old.

I took Ayla to story time at the library for the first time today, and I think we’re hooked!

We both had so much fun; the place was filled with babies and mums and toys, and the session was full of stories and songs.

I think Ayla loved the other, bigger, kids the most though.

Ayla’s little friend Harper and Baby Coops were with us, but Ayla was just as excited to make new friends with other kids too.

She kept wanting to stand and for me to help her walk off to play with the two 16 months old toddlers (Max & Isla) nearby.

It meant I was following Ayla around on my knees, her tiny hands virtually glued to my fingers, but it was great fun.

I can’t wait til next week when Daddy can come too!

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My little girl

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Thursday, 24 October 2013: Two Hundred and Six Days Old.

My little girl

How does this happen,
This bond that we have?
Where does it come from
And what keeps it here?

You’re part of me now,
The best part of all,
You’re my breath and my heart
My life, and my soul.

I look at your face
And my stomach does flips,
I caress your soft skin
And bumps cover my flesh.

I smile at you
And you beam at me back
I sing and you listen
To my voice as it cracks.

You know nothing but love
And know nothing of fear
Your the purest of pure;
Real, honest and fair.

You’re destined for greatness,
For happiness and truth
You will change the world
Even if just for a few.

See,
You’ve brought light to my life
In ways you’ll not know
’til one day you too
Kiss your girl on her nose.

May your journey be grand
And your story be great
For you are my daughter,
My darling….
My little girl.