Here she is with her hair tied up and pretty in blue.
On the chair in the kitchen.
Having fun with Auntie Michelle
She and her Great Grandmother get on famously. Wendy has not been in Nursery since they left Dover. She was too unhappy in the Dover Nursery. Not, I'm sure, because they did anything wrong, but it was a new Nursery for her at a time when her parents were threatened with homelessness while they were writing exams. They were looking for another house to rent and they are far from easy to find. The situation was fraught and she obviously picked up on it and she cried and cried at the nursery who said she was regressing. As she is only 2 and not 12, we could see no advantage in forcing her into something that was causing her so much distress and it was decided that my mum and I would look after her on Mondays and Wednesdays until the end of the academic year.
It is evident in the photos that she is blossoming, happy and secure even though she has moved house and her parents are writing their final exams. They are so happy in their new home and it is rubbing off on her too. My mum picks her up on a Monday morning and takes her to a mother and toddler group and its a big hit with her. She loves it and she associates my mum with 'play' now. After playgroup they come to my house for lunch. My mum has a much needed nap while I look after her, usually with the help of a friend or Michelle if she is not at work. My health problems don't allow me to be as active with her as I would wish but we have a warm and comfortable relationship. She calls me 'waggy'!
When my mum picked her up on Monday, Caelyn said she was cutting a molar so my mum said that if she got cranky she would take her on the B U S (spelled it to try to stop Wendy nagging for it) Wendy immediately got excited and said 'Bus! Bus! My Bus!' There are no flies on that little girl!
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