Pigtails

Its been a busy few weeks.

There has been lots of work, lots of dinners and other things on. And consequently not enough time to update the blog.

Time is rushing by and we have now been in Laos for 3 months. It's flown.

So this morning i started thinking about the small details. The things that are changing, mainly with our not so little girl, and focus on them.

The way her hair is growing. Farrah Fawcett flicks due to the humidity. Tiny golden pigtails.

The way she can now easily see what is on the kitchen table instead on peering on tip toes.

The way she has mastered climbing the three flights of stairs to the apartment. (When she wants to). And the way she confidently jumps down.

The way she can slide under her mosquito net with ease.

The way she informs us when she hears rhyming words. Or the way she has started to tell us jokes.

Its a brilliant thing to watch them grow and develop. Made even more fascinating when you move country, languages, culture. It is exhausting but i love it.