Budding Picasso...

...or maybe a Jackson Pollock? Dropped H at nursery this morning and she practically skipped off with me chasing after her for a kiss! She was smiling as soon as we arrived, and it's a huge relief to me that she really does seem to be enjoying it. I was slightly concerned that this day would never come!

When I checked her pigeon hole, I found her first piece of artwork which she must have created last week. Obviously it has pride of place on the fridge door. And as it's on orange paper, it actually colour co-ordinates with my walls!