Bye Bye Baby,

The Little Fella turned three over half term. 

 
We had a smallish “Royal” themed fancy-dress party in the local Church Hall.  We played pass the parcel, iced homemade crown shape biscuits, decorated crowns to wear, and coloured/painted some Royal themed pictures. 

I made both boys very, very quick “Mike the Knight” costumes from charity shop tees and some felt.  They already had helmets, swords and shields.

I created this masterpiece, which actually took less time than the (insert rude word of your choice here) crown biscuits. (too much rolling & putting in/out the fridge)



The Dummy fairy made a visit to our home a week or so after, swapping all the dummies that he put into her bag for some much desired Mike the Knight toys (which our little local toy shop had managed to stock before any of the big giants) So far so good! I am very proud of him.

So now my baby is officially a little boy and no longer a baby. (He tells me his brother is the Big Boy and he is the Little Boy)

Where has the time gone?