Summer of Love

After a busy couple of days and one feral child and one tired child, we spent a blissful day at home. Doing nothing. It was peaceful. It was quiet. It was just what we needed. Playing with new toys and discovering just how much the children had been given from Santa and relatives.

Ivy had been given a box of dress-ups by my Mum, and it was topped up on Boxing Day with such treasures as those revolting plastic shoes, earrings and tiaras. All the usual stuff that sends little girls wild. Ivy was happy to wear the shoes briefly and then preferred to play with the jewellery box she got instead, putting her "jewels" into and out of it repetitively. I have to admit I was quietly a teensy bit pleased that she wasn't super interested in the princess dresses or barbie outfits. And preferred to wear the shoes with her tracky pants. It's nice to have her as a baby a little bit longer. As I have no doubt that the princess phase is not far away.