The quirkiest sense of humour for such a little doll, and the dirtiest laugh I've ever heard from an eighteen month old!
At the moment she's into blueberries and raisons in a big way...although I think she's developing a thing for potato chips. I've had to bungee shut the cupboards, or she'll pull out packet after packet, toddle over to me and with the biggest grin on her face say 'I wanna yummies, yeah?' And I watch her little face fall as I prize them out of her hot little hands and put them away again. 'No Lulie, no sharp crispies for you, sorry'. I know she thinks I'm so mean!
She's not an inside girl at all...I just know she wants to be in the heart of the world, hanging out inside our house for too long, doesn't cut it!
Well that's more like it..
I can't imagine being in my garden without this little shadow anymore. The only place where she won't cling onto me, or want me to pick her up. The freedom entices her and she's happy to become her alter ego, 'Lulu the Brave'.
|'I'm not tired Mummy, really I'm not!'|
....Sweet vintage top, curtesy of my friend Robyn, lovingly passed down from her little sweetie, Lila, previously owned by my mate Melissas little darling, Mia. And beautiful flower clip made by my other talented friend, Andrea! Lucy and I love them, so thank you. And Meg tells me that little Zo is next in line for this piece of clothing...brilliant!