More valuable than money… fairy dust.

Chelsea lost her second tooth on Sunday afternoon. Instead of a shiny gold coin, she requested (in a note to the tooth fairy) ‘a note back and some fairy dust please’.

That’s for kids

Andy said to Chelsea: “Remember when you were little and we used to go to a cafe for a baby cino? Was it fun?”
Chelsea: “Yes.”
Andy: “Would you like us to do that again soon?”
Chelsea stopped and looked at him, eyes rolling. “Daddy, listen. ‘Baby’ cino.”

Chelsea’s missing tooth

Chelsea got her first wiggly tooth a few days before school started – it came out on 12th February, one week after her 6th birthday. (As promised! She’s been wishing for wiggly teeth since the other kids in her class got them so I told her they start coming out when you’re six. Bang on Mum.) The tooth fairy gave her a shiny gold coin – never had she seen one shinier! Magic.

A lovely welcome home

It’s the truth...

‘Mummy, where’s my Milo... again?! I said please.’
‘Sorry darling, I must be getting old and vague.’
‘No you’re not!! You won’t be old for AGES!’
Well she said it!

Night night

I just kissed my girls goodnight…
“I love you Chelsea”
“I love you too Mummy”
“I love you Sienna”
“Oh thank you mummy! thank you!”

Sour Grapes

Sienna doesn’t call Chelsea by her name currently, she calls her “sow-graves” (from [Chel]sea Graves). She can say Chelsea but prefers to call her by her new name. Okay…