Our baby girl is officially 18 months old today.
Her strong-willed, fiery, independent nature shines through in everything she does. She is so very different, but yet, so very much similar to her brother.
When I think back to when Master Tot turned 18 months old, I know that Miss Tot was just 2 months old and we were about to move house, but I don’t remember. Maybe the memory lapse is down to baby-brain, or possibly old age, or maybe because life was very hectic then.
Life is calmer these days.
Today we’re having a teddy bears soft toys picnic to mark the occasion and only the most treasured, chosen few are invited (that may, or may not include mummy).
