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Sophie
Happy Birthday Sophie!!
My favourite little girl in the whole world is one today, and I can't be there to give her a hug! My little niece and god daughter, Sophie, turns one today and is getting ready for a party this afternoon with her parents and grandparents in Dussledorf. This is her wearing her breakfast, as her godfather taught her, just this morning waiting for her pressies.
Here's a poem that you can read to Jeanie , when your a little bit older. And can speak, obviously.
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I've got a lot of presents
that I'd like to give to you.
I'll give you all my Brussels sprouts
and all my liver too.
I'll give you all my gym socks
when they really start to stink.
I'll give you all my pens when
they are running out of ink.
I'll give you all my broken toys
and empty jars of paste.
I'll give you all my bubble gum
that's chewed and lost its taste.
I'll give you all the dust balls that
I found beneath my bed.
I'll give you all my batteries
as soon as they are dead.
So have a happy birthday,
you're a special friend indeed,
and please accept this trashcan
full of stuff that I don't need.
--Kenn Nesbitt
Sophie Tells her Godfather all about it,
Sophie whispers little gurgles in my ear as she discovers what the adults are up to in the back garden and refuses to go to sleep. (Thinks: Hmmm,*Gurrble, furrble* thems' havin' food without me, them is *gurrble*. Oi, Uncle Bones, grab that sausage *gaggle, burrble burrble* before that greedy Grandad scoffs the lot....)
(Too Slowwwwww!!! Time to make a move for Nan *Garrrragh urrble furrble*, she always good for a few bits of bread. Yum!)
Sophie meets Caroline, and goes for the Tiffanys necklace.
Sophie heads straight for Carolines necklace. Adama and Jean, you'll have your work cut out for you when this one becomes a teenager!
Sophie Hogs the front seat
Hang on a minute, where is everybody? Wheres me staff!?
Don't mind us Soph, you stretch your legs love, take as much room as you want!
We had even borrowed Marks dad's car so we could have a bit more space, but still Sophie managed to relegate us all to the back seat. Poor ol Helen was squished in behind me somewhere, while Mark did the driving. Sophie just chuckled at all the sardine in the back!
Morning Sophie
The advantage of holding the baby first thing in the morning is that no one is paying any attention to how disheveled you look after sleeping in the attic of your sisters house.