Yay for Easter!!

You've got to love Public Holidays eh? Religious or otherwise, (as you know we aren't religious or otherwise, well, I suppose we are otherwise, but I digress) but what better way to have an extended weekend of family fun without using up hubby's precious allowance! With of course the added bonus of far, far too much chocolate, hoorah!

Four whole days off for hubby, and even better, since he is still in a cast he can't disappear into the garden or start another DIY project. Molly is in her element (and I'm very pleased too, I mean I want those little jobs done, but I can wait... for a while eh?)

With all this time together it's made me realise how much happens with Molly that he doesn't get to see, and although I try to remember all the new things she does so that I can tell him all about them when he gets home from work, this weekend was really a great chance for him to see her do all this stuff for himself.

Molly has just recently started to really play, both on her own and with me. Her favourite thing at the moment is to lift up Mummy's shirt and blow raspberries on my flobbily tummy, she can make the loudest noise and thinks it's hilarious, well, I think it's hilarious and laughed lots the first time she did it so of course it's now her party trick. So cute, she really does laugh, and she
understands that she's being funny, how cool is that!

She's also learned to clap, which really seems to help her with her dancing (this has to be seen to be believed, she's a right little rock chick, bobbing up and down and swaying about) both of which I'm sure she would do all day everyday if I let her. Music is her passion at present, she'll dance to anything, ads on TV, her tummy time gym, Mummy singing in the kitchen - as you can see, she's not fussy, and I am worried about her musical ear!?! She's been pointing at everything for a wee while now, so whilst discovering her hands I guess clapping was the next step. She's so funny, she only has to her clapping and cheering and she'll join in, laughing and clapping along. She even claps herself when I say 'good girl'.

We've had to give her her own phone just so we can get to the real phone before her now. She has Daddy's old mobile and holds it up to her ear and says 'ehoh' (Teletubby style). It's completely my fault, I've always let her 'talk' on the phone to all the family back home so now if she doesn't get to talk when I am she gets most upset and makes it virtually impossible for me to hold a proper conversation with anyone. She doesn't seem to think that anyone would prefer to talk to me then her... I worry, soon this will be true and I'll never get to use my own phone!!

The most irritating thing that she's started to do (and I'm hoping will stop as quickly as it started) is emptying the toy box, one toy at a time, completely. Throwing each toy as far as she can across the floor and then deciding that she didn't really want to play with any of those things after all, in fact, I think I'll just go and terrorize the cat instead! Poor Phoebe.