Grockelina is developing favourites. She prefers pink juice to orange, and fairy tights rather than plain ones. She has imagination too - when she goes shopping she is usually going to get a feather duster, although sometimes she comes back with the Mato Sauce. She looked at her fingers today when drawing with Granny's pens and announced "Oh Dear. Leah got black fingers!" She was drawing circles and a cat, followed by some socks. She likes her quavers in a packet, not in a bowl. She demands her favourite snacks - baby cheese or fruity sticks or lychees but if declined will carry through Grannys biscuit barrel instead as she knows where it lives. She is not stupid! She is mummy's sleepy or silly noodle, and Daddy's princess. And well she knows it.