It hardly seems possible that it's been 4 years that i gave birth to my first little baby or that that baby has grown up into such a smart, beautiful and mature little girl. But it's true - my little Poppy poppet turned 4 on Friday. We celebrated by taking her out to a children's version of a ballet which she loved followed by a birthday tea for all the family at our house, with plenty of cake (which Finn hasn't stopped asking for since: "more cake?").
Everyone had a great time, Poppy most of all, which is what it was all about and we even persuaded William to try a little mashed up cake. The theme of the birthday tea was 'pink princesses' chosen by Poppy herself and she gave us a little ballet performance of her own. She got lots of presents, which she seemed very happy with, and went to bed one tired and contented little girl. Of course, being in the UK means that she will start school this September, and whilst Poppy is very excited about that i am a little nervous and also rather sad. The end of an era is coming to an end and i will never have my little girl back in quite the same way once she starts 'proper' school. i know that change is inevitable and i have so much to look forward to as she grows up, but part of me wants to keep her just as she is now forever.
Anyway, happy birthday Poppy. i love you and look forward to spending the next year laughing and making fun together.
