Please don't let this be a jinx

I'm almost loathe to write this post for fear it jinxes everything that I am about to say. But write it I must because I want to give thanks to the god of angel babies everywhere.

I know I often write about the bad stuff, for example Sunday nights shenanigans, but actually on the whole, my little girl is a star. A high above the world, twinkle, twinkle little star.

Take last night for example, my lovely friend Corri was here to play, and being quite keen to down to a girly chat I put Isobel down in her cot awake, pretty wide awake in fact. We hadn't had a yawn, just a bit of eye rubbing and, of course, it was bedtime (just after 7pm).

I always try and put Isobel down awake, but normally she is a little sleepier than this. But my little angel, just chatted to her toys and went to sleep. And actually this is what happens most nights which is probably why I never seem to bother to write about it.

See she is a star.

At present the cleaner is crashing about in bathroom, next to Isobel's bedroom. Now I heard Isobel do her mid-doze stir and chat, but amidst all the noise (bin being dropped, furniture being moved, rattling pipes, you get the picture) Isobel has gone back to sleep.

Did I mention that she's a star.

It's all relative when I say I'm having a tough day. A tough day is when Isobel needs a little help amusing herself. Otherwise , for example, I can rely on her to play for an hour on the floor of the osteopath while I get fixed.

So, yes she can be wilful, and yes she knows what she likes, but actually she is a pretty damn good kid. You can see her twinkling all the way from there, can't you?