To my Princess 2,
There is just one more month left of being two. Three years ago you were tucked up inside my tummy, kicking away, not a care in the world. I however had the itchiest of skins and was so desperate to have you out. This is just a short little letter as I want to write again on your birthday.
You are such an intelligent, cheeky little madam. Very strong willed and you know exactly what to do to get Daddy wrapped round your finger.
You are our middle baby and are lucky to have a big sister and a little sister. Two different roles for you to play. You are a big sister during the school hours and a little sister in the evenings. You are dedicated to your big sister and for whatever reason your little sister adores you. Both you argue with like its world war 3 but deep down there’s an incredibly strong bond.
The majority of the time you are a complete joy to be around. You say the funniest of things and give the most warm hugs. At the moment you keep saying sorry for things, like “sorry mummy that I broke your bonbon” which was actually my women’s things that you have been very intrigued about.
You are beginning to wear aged 3-4 clothes now. You have asked us for a bike for your birthday just like your big sister has. We really wanted to take you to Peppa Pig World again but are unsure if that will actually happen.
I’m so proud of you.