LJI S11 wk 10 -- OPEN TOPIC
Dear Lady Rose.
Darling little niece.
14 and a half months old. Knee high to a grown-up and already queen of the castle. Well, since the day you were born...
With your strong feet that were too large for your baby body; always kicking. And I teased your Mama that you'd be playing football with your brothers. She says, nah, her 8am Sunday sidelines are done forever and you're only allowed an indoor hobby. Every time I said "football", she said "BAL-LET". Just like when she said, "hey, is Lady Rose going to want a pony? Well let me tell you, Lady Rose is getting *zero ponies*" in a singsong voice, like a game, making you giggle. Zero ponies for Lady Rose.
You've grown into those feet a little bit now. Walking all over the place in your small pink shoes that you Grandpa even lets you wear on his carpet. But you were walking on your toes before you learned to put your heel down.
You know that I'm always in your corner, right?
And so many things I want to do with you.
I have a whole Pinterest board called Day Out With Small People, ideas I can't wait to try with you. Day trips, back-garden parties, indoor games, how many ways to build a little den? Would take you for a milkshake, if you could drink them. Without, as your Mama said before she knew what was up, you giving out "all of the sick-sies and all of the sevens". Taking a child for a milkshake seems like a very Auntie-ish thing to do.
When you're just a tiny bit bigger, of course.
Maybe by then the lacto-free milkshakes might actually be worth drinking. Poor child. No idea what you'll be missing.
Right now, you look so much like your Mama did when she was small. SO much. I remember playing with her when she looked like you. Guess it's going to be hard to see you as separate from her as you grow up? Well, might be easier when you can speak. More than a few words, anyway. You do say a lot, little chatterbox, it's just that there's not very much of it in English yet.
I wish I could get you a rocking horse. I always wanted one and never had, so I assume that that will be your heart's desire, too. Make up for all the zero ponies you'll be getting.
I wish I could get you a puppy. Or an "oof-oof", as you tend to call them right now. (Sometimes just "oof".) I saw you playing with and stroking one last week. So gentle. And sharing your raspberries with the nurse who gave you injections. Such a kind heart.
I love you, Lady Rose.
Your brothers on your Daddy's side are ten and twelve years older than you. So they'll love you hard, and protect you for always, but they won't grow up alongside you, discovering new things, understanding your first day at school, going for sleepovers with all the Grandparents who fight over you in the family that united around your crib. Watching your Gran and Grandpa share their experience of becoming Grandparents to you together, after all the problems that you don't know about, was such a beautiful thing.
So most of all I wish I could give you a little cousin to grow up with. Soon, so you can relate to each other.
You just need to please do me a favour first, okay? Can you please find me a baby-daddy to get all of this new dream started? Please? You're cute, you could do it... please?
xxx
Darling little niece.
14 and a half months old. Knee high to a grown-up and already queen of the castle. Well, since the day you were born...
With your strong feet that were too large for your baby body; always kicking. And I teased your Mama that you'd be playing football with your brothers. She says, nah, her 8am Sunday sidelines are done forever and you're only allowed an indoor hobby. Every time I said "football", she said "BAL-LET". Just like when she said, "hey, is Lady Rose going to want a pony? Well let me tell you, Lady Rose is getting *zero ponies*" in a singsong voice, like a game, making you giggle. Zero ponies for Lady Rose.
You've grown into those feet a little bit now. Walking all over the place in your small pink shoes that you Grandpa even lets you wear on his carpet. But you were walking on your toes before you learned to put your heel down.
You know that I'm always in your corner, right?
And so many things I want to do with you.
I have a whole Pinterest board called Day Out With Small People, ideas I can't wait to try with you. Day trips, back-garden parties, indoor games, how many ways to build a little den? Would take you for a milkshake, if you could drink them. Without, as your Mama said before she knew what was up, you giving out "all of the sick-sies and all of the sevens". Taking a child for a milkshake seems like a very Auntie-ish thing to do.
When you're just a tiny bit bigger, of course.
Maybe by then the lacto-free milkshakes might actually be worth drinking. Poor child. No idea what you'll be missing.
Right now, you look so much like your Mama did when she was small. SO much. I remember playing with her when she looked like you. Guess it's going to be hard to see you as separate from her as you grow up? Well, might be easier when you can speak. More than a few words, anyway. You do say a lot, little chatterbox, it's just that there's not very much of it in English yet.
I wish I could get you a rocking horse. I always wanted one and never had, so I assume that that will be your heart's desire, too. Make up for all the zero ponies you'll be getting.
I wish I could get you a puppy. Or an "oof-oof", as you tend to call them right now. (Sometimes just "oof".) I saw you playing with and stroking one last week. So gentle. And sharing your raspberries with the nurse who gave you injections. Such a kind heart.
I love you, Lady Rose.
Your brothers on your Daddy's side are ten and twelve years older than you. So they'll love you hard, and protect you for always, but they won't grow up alongside you, discovering new things, understanding your first day at school, going for sleepovers with all the Grandparents who fight over you in the family that united around your crib. Watching your Gran and Grandpa share their experience of becoming Grandparents to you together, after all the problems that you don't know about, was such a beautiful thing.
So most of all I wish I could give you a little cousin to grow up with. Soon, so you can relate to each other.
You just need to please do me a favour first, okay? Can you please find me a baby-daddy to get all of this new dream started? Please? You're cute, you could do it... please?
xxx