Marisca

Marisca loves camping.  She likes the tent, today I told her we're going camping tomorrow for the third time this year.  She said "Wowee".

Marisca likes walking along things.  Particularly the tiny walls that railings tend to run along.  She likes the park exactly as she always has.  Slides are the best, although she quite often decides not to go down, once she gets there.  If we can convince her down then she loves it so much she'll immediately do it again 20 times.  She is getting better and better at floating in the swimming pool and always talks about the elephant slide at the pool but doesn't go for it as madly as she used to.

Marisca likes books.  This has never changed.  This week her favourite book is the one with Thumbelina in.  She has a Thumbelina DVD too and both the book and the DVD outrank even Thomas.  She names all of the trains in Thomas, of course.  She knows all of her favourite stories and will finish the sentence if you stop halfway through.  She very rarely starts the next sentence though and she usually misses out all of those unnecessary linking words.

She likes pyjamas and skirts.  She never runs about so much as she does just before bathtime.  She sings to herself and the tunes come out pretty well.  Her absolute favourite song is "N little ducks".  Especially at bathtime when she lines her ducks up on the side of the bath.  If I'm doing bath she'll ask me to blow the ducks off the edge because I did once, 6 months ago.

She doesn't like the wind, she doesn't like nappies, and she doesn't like having mucky hands.  Especially not the mucky hands.

When I picked her up from nursery last week having been away for days she jumped up and shouted "Daddy!  That's my daddy!" and hurled herself at me.

How do I stop myself forgetting all this stuff as the years trickle by?