Harp.

Hey Harp!

You're not very well right now, you poor little sausage. We took your sister to the Hospital for Botox today and you stayed with Nanny & Poppy - all reports are you were a doll. Thank-you.

You went to sleep soonish after we got home, I have missed a whole day of Harp :(

Sleep tight my little friend, tomorrow we shall play. xx

Harper. 12 months old.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARPER!!

I love you more than chocolate my littlest person.

This year has gone so fast. Every minute with you is such fun. You make me smile always.

You've started walking this past week. It's beautiful.

You toddle around with such ease, it only took you 3 days to master. Today you tried to run, without much success, but it was awfully, awfully cute.

Your hair is so long now, it's curled at the back. You remind me of the guy from The Office, with your shaggy locks, but still super cute.

You still love to play peek-a-boo, but now it's aaah-beee! Too funny. You put your hand above your ear to hide.

You won't let me brush your hair, but you'll gladly do it yourself, the whole time saying, "preeeeeeet" for pretty.

Your favourite toys are Isla's textas much to her disgust. I often find you covered in texta on your legs. In fact, you really only play with Isla's things. You particularly love Isla's kindy days where you can play in her room all you like without getting in to trouble.

You still eat everything, I'm a little sick of my house smelling like sausages, seeing as though that's your favourite at the moment. You do have some strange texture issue with icing at the moment, you cry and try to wipe it off you while you gag, you strange little person.

I don't have many photo's of you right now, you're so hard to keep still, and all the shots I took of you this morning your eyes were closed (great photographer I am!) so this one will have to do for now. I know it looks like you only have 1 leg, but it was dark, stormy and about a billion degrees, all we wanted was to eat dinner and get stuck into your ice cream cake!

You babble all day now, and you call people by their names. Tonight you walked up to Poppy while calling out to him. You also yelled out "Bye Iyah!" at Isla's Kindy Orientation yesterday. You call all dogs Moopy after Nanny & Poppy's dog, and today you even said Suzy (yet another dog). Clever girl.

Happy 1st year Harp. You make my heart sing. xx

Harper. 11 months old.

1 month 'til you're ONE.

My precious little person.

Happiest kid on the block. My sweet little Harper, you've grown so much. I could listen to you babble all day and all night (well, maybe not all night!).

You take your pants off when you want a bath now. You can stand on your own without holding on for a few seconds before you realise and freak out.

You have the most bizarre half crawl/half walk thing happening, my little pussy cat.

Still eating everything, you love sausages the best.

Can't wait for your birthday, a year goes too fast. xx

7 weeks.

Oh Harper.

Only 7 weeks until your first birthday.

Where has this year gone?

Where has my baby gone?

You cruise the furniture with ease, you call yourself "Barper", you can show us your nose.

A year goes by too fast.

I love you so.

Harper. 10 months old.

Happy 5/6 of a year baby.

This past month has been so busy for you my little mouse. Within the space of the last week, you have learned to crawl, pull to stand, cruise the furniture and cut two teeth.

Wow.

You are so completely different to your sister, and I find myself constantly amazed at how much you can do with so little effort, where Isla struggled so much.

You eat everything in sight. Last week you climbed on top of your sister for her sandwich. You got it too. There's not a single food we've given you that you haven't liked.

You wore your hair in a ponytail for the first time yesterday, and looked so much like Pebbles from the Flintstones.

You're changing everyday, but lately you look so much like your big sister did at your age...which is so odd because I can't see the resemblance just looking at you two, it's only in photo's.

Love you my sweet little pussy cat.

Teeth.

Welcome to Harper's mouth!

2 new teeth came through yesterday, one little girl who can actually bit through bikkies now.

Hello baby.

Harp has been my model for my course lately. I've been trying to get a good shot of her to use as my portrait assignment, without much luck.

Here are some pics of her anyway, little ratbag she is.

eta I did originally upload more, but am using a shitty monitor atm and the colour correction was shocking!