Booioioioioing

Poppy was invited to Sophie's party over at Jump St in Colchester. Jump St is a massive industrial unit full of trampolines. We picked up Daisy and drove over with them singing all the way, It was great, like being at a real Taylor Swift concert.

I dropped them off and then did some last minute Christmas shopping which was thrilling and annoying in equal measure. Things bought, lunch eaten I went back and picked up the girls and had part two of Taylor Swift plays H's Nissan Qashqai. It was A-Mazing.

Daisy is great and is the reason Poppy is called Poppy. When H was pregnant with her, the name we had decided on if the baby was a girl was Daisy. A couple of months before H's due date Tom and Beth had a baby girl and called her Daisy, H decided that as they'd probably be at school together that we should pick a different name. We narrowed it down to Lily or Poppy although I still wanted to call her Daisy. The problem was we just couldn't decide and so little Poppy had no name for a few days. In the end I bought three cards with flowers on, a Daisy, a Poppy and some Basil (they didn't have any with a Lily on). I made H close her eyes and pick on at random, she picked a Poppy and that's how she got her name (and she is still relived we didn't call her Basil). Poppy and Daisy, wild flowers, wild girls!