One year, 11 months, and 3 weeks old (Anna)

Emma turns two in exactly a week. And apparently we have made 200 posts to this blog. The first is much more momentous than the second (although I must confess I am extremely grateful that we have been working on our own writing projects over the past two years - it would be devestating to realise that we had written that many blog posts instead of other things).

So, as our little girl officially moves from "infant" to "child" according to the nurses hotline, it is possible - and I said possible as opposed to definite or even likely - that over the next week we might post something of a restrospective. Which might - and I said might as opposed to will - include photos and videos. You just never know.

In the meantime, a retrospective of her life from the girl herself:

"I in Mummy's belly and then I born. I said 'hello'. I have birthday coming up. I two. I have cake. Blue cake. Chocolate. I love you Mummy. I love you Mumma."

(I think the 'hello' bit is her interpretation of me telling her that I used to say "Hi little one. It's Mumma" to her while she was in Caroline's tummy, and then those were my first words to her. Or maybe it's her memory of what she wanted to say to us when she met us on the outside for the first time, if she had had the language.

And, just to be completely clear, the "I love you" bit is less of a "Thank you kind, wise parents for imagining me into being and giving me life" and significantly more related to the sheer joy she experiences at the thought of blue chocolate cake.)