… for the first time
She was at her grandparents’ place. Soon we would be picking her up to go to the birthday party of one of her best friends, Lily – a “fairy princess party”.
The phone rang.
No immediate response, but I can hear voices in the background.
Can I talk to mummy please?
She’s in the shower…
In the SHOWER!!??
Can you ask mummy to bring my gold shoes?
You mean your ballerina shoes?
OK sweetie. See you soon.
So that was my first phone conversation with my daughter.