I have had this wooden chest for years and it has always been filled with paraphernalia that has been collected over the years, including school year books, letters, cards and old diaries. I am such a hoarder, and a sentimental one at that!  I really struggle to throw things out – like I really need to keep that letter that Teena wrote to me in Grade 9??

However, I saw the chest as valuable storage space for Poppy’s toys.  I finally cleaned it out, but still couldn’t part with any of the contents – I just transferred everything to another box upstairs!

Not only does the chest serve as Poppy’s new toy box, it is also a tunnel and a cubby house!  Perfect.

Poppy’s vocabulary is expanding by the day and yesterday morning at the beach she was saying:  “Sit Maisy”, complete with the hand gesture, that I use.   Maisy was very obliging actually!

I love hearing new words pass Poppy’s lips and her current repertoire includes:

• Boppy (Poppy)
• Mummy (used for lots of things)
• Daddy
• Zizzy (Maisy)
• Dog
• Sock
• Hi
• Bye Bye
• Up

It makes my heart melt when she says her name!

Nick’s mother Barb, gave me this photo of Nick when he was about the same age as Poppy is now.

How much does she look like her Dad?