little blip

a lovely day with my sidekick peggy. I spent the morning jigsawing and sanding wood - ending up with a 'fizzy' hand while she was at nursery. after nursery me and peggy watched some scooby doo (the old ones which are the best). daisy had her friend anya over for tea, so peggy spent the afternoon following them around trying desperately to join in their games only to be shot down in flames every time she spoke - it's hard being the youngest. what they don't realise is that being the youngest is the best deal: you get away with more, you never knew life without siblings so aren't bothered by not being an only child, you'll never suffer from 'middle child syndrome' (if that really exists), you don't have to grow up as fast and you get more sweeties than the others because a) you're still cute and b) while your mum didn't allow sugar in your big sisters mouth until she was at least 3, two siblings later all that has gone out the window.
...not that I'm biased or anything....