Sunday, January 6, 2013


In three days, Miss Pie will be turning three. Quite frankly, I don't know where the time has gone... and yet, I find it hard to remember a time when this complex, larger-than-life character wasn't with us.

She was only eleven weeks old when we moved to Los Angeles - meaning that she has already lived 90% of her life in the US. That little statistic sounds crazy to me. For now, her accent sounds neutral to me. People comment on her Australian/British accent but I can only put that down to her spending more time with me than anyone else. Preschool is just around the corner and before I know it, I'll have two little girls who twang their Rrrrrs.

She is big on doling out tight squeezes around my neck, usually accompanied by juicy lip-smacking kisses.

She could not be more different from her sister, in terms of personality. She is incredibly assertive and holds her own - even against bigger boys in the park. She is sure-footed and climbs all manner of things in a way which makes my stomach lurch, going faster and higher than any other three-year-old girl I've known. She is bossy and loves nothing more than to direct how we play, down to what words I should be saying and which facial expression I should be pulling. I sense a future in theatre, or some form of entertainment. She can be an absolute clown and is excellent at hamming things up, exaggerating her frowns, sighs, and folding arms across her chest in a dramatic sweep.

When instructed to be careful, her response is usually an emphatic "A course I will be, Mum!" When warned not to do something, "A course I won't!" Complete strangers overhear this, and just about fall over laughing.

She speaks like Elmer Fudd.

She dances like no one is watching.

For all the exasperating moments she gives me, I am glad she's mine.


  1. I love our little birthday buddies! Sucks their birthday falls on a Wednesday this year though!

    1. Thank you! I hope Blake has a wonderful birthday too.

  2. Happy birthday, Miss Pie! Let's twang our Rrrrrs together!

    Oh they do grow up so quickly, these youngest children. It really does seem like yesterday that she was born and you made the big trip. It also seems like yesterday that I was writing something similar for her second birthday post ... hmmm ... must go back and check. =)

    I hope you have a wonderful day with her ... Wednesday or not!

    1. She'll have to actually master her Rrrs before any twanging can happen! Currently, all Llls and Rrrs are pronounced as Yyyys and Wwws. Pretty damn cute.

      I know this sounds clichéd, but it's scary sometimes how fast time goes.

      I haven't planned anything for Wednesday yet, but it's a regular school day for F, so I'll make sure P and I do something nice. It'll have to involve sugar, I'm sure ;) We're having some friends over next weekend for a proper cake and fun (ie drinks for the grown ups).

  3. Ziggy is three and yet I am still shocked that Miss Pie is! It doesn't seem possible that so much time could have passed. But then again, I squeezed another baby in there so what am I talking about?

    She's awesome, Mad. Seriously gorgeous and her personality slays me just in the reading of it - an audience with Miss Pie must be a thing of awesome.

    You know Zig is not unlike this, too. Clown to his core. Living life on the razor's edge of emotion. LOUD. Can we commit to always trade notes on these insane second children of ours?

    Happy Birthday, sweet girl. I, for one, look forward to hearing your twanged rrrs some day. xx

    1. I don't know how you squeezed another in. The thought of it makes me squeeze my legs shut, very tightly.

      Trading notes sounds like a good plan, and might just keep me sane some days. These (bloody) crazy Ox kids! xxx