Little gardener

This last couple of weeks have been all about the garden! We had builders in to lay a new patio and new turf in the back garden and The Boo and I have made numerous trips to garden centres to buy plants, compost etc. 

On one trip, daddy asked the Boo which plant she wanted and she pointed to a little strawberry plant. So daddy and I each chose one too and we are now having a strawberry competition to see whose plant produces the most! So far, daddy's has grown the least! The Boo's is aptly named Sweetheart!

The Boo loves that she has a garden now. As soon as we get downstairs each day, she's straight over to the back door and trying to put her wellies on. A kind neighbour and friend generously gave The Boo a small plastic wheelbarrow and a set of children's garden tools. She adores them and happily sits (or should I say squats!) digging and scrapping at the soil, laughing to herself and yelling 'mummy!' whenever she encounters a worm.

She likes to roll around on the grass and look up at the sky, searching for planes and birds. She likes to kick a football about - she's left-footed! Sometimes she just enjoys running from one end of the garden to the other, over and over.

When I did all the planting, she stood beside me watching intently. She would grab a tiny handful of compost, place it under the new plant and gently pat it down. She would then pull at the watering can in my hands, wanting to do it for me, and would then stamp her feet quickly with joy afterwards and smile up at me with satisfaction. She'll make a wonderful little gardener.

The Boo especially likes the garden hose and always follows me about trying to reach up to take the nozzle from me. I let her take over and just have to ensure she waters the plants and not herself or me! She once pulled the nozzle out of my hands when the water flow was locked on and she turned and got me square in the stomach and drenched me! I gasped out loud and jumped at the cold, which made The Boo laugh. She then took it upon herself to chase me around the garden, absolutely soaking me as much as possible, laughing her head off whilst I shrieked! I had to take it full in the face just so I could grab it back off her. Cold, soaking wet jeans are not comfortable. At all.

Once it warms up a lot more, I'll be sure to get my own back! 

Longing for independence

Where has my baby gone?  What was once a tiny, totally helpless baby, is now a strong little girl, who is longing for independence. 

The Boo tries so hard to do a lot of things, which she can't always manage yet and gets very frustrated and sometimes upset. She once accepted my offers of help with a smile, but now she pulls away and frowns as she is so determined to do things herself. These include; putting her socks on, trying to wind up her little bath turtle, untying shoe laces, undoing mummy's watch strap, peeling bananas or satsumas, holding the hose to water the garden, but mainly opening things, such as yogurt pots, her crayon tub, the tab on a new pack of baby wipes, zips, buttons, boxes etc.

You can see she fully understands what needs to be done, but either her fingers aren't doing what she wants or she doesn't have enough strength yet. But, when I encourage her to slow down and keep trying and The Boo eventually succeeds, oh, the smile on her face could light the night! Her sense of achievement and confidence is evident and it's wonderful to watch. 

She still likes to babble in a language that is not dissimilar to Swedish! Sometimes she tries to tell me something and is very animated with her hands to express herself. I have to nod and pretend I know what she's on about, and give encouraging smiles. The Boo can say many words clearly now and uses them frequently and in the right context. She loves to copy words we say, so it's time to watch what is said around her! 

We have been outside a lot this last couple of weeks. We went to the zoo on Mothers Day, have been taking the dogs for walks to the park in the afternoons, spending lots of time in the garden and have also been out flying The Boo's kite! She squeals when the wind takes it up and it's flying high. She loves to point and shout when she sees birds or an aeroplane. For somebody who is struggling to do something as simple as jump, she must be so fascinated to see things flying about in the sky!