Dear Lola, 

Australia Day through the eyes of Lola...

A sea of people blocking my way to the playground!

Giant gingerbread making my tummy grumble

Grandpa trying to keep me from being squashed by the crowd.

Uncle Jimmy swimming & running up a steep hill while we scream at him & clap.

Being put in a pen with a bunch of little ducklings that I must be gentle with.

Being sleepy & hoping I don't have to wear this hat to bed.

Spilling bubble juice all over my pretty dress... & losing my hair elastic.

Picking flowers for my mama.

Hoping my hand is still attached when I pull it from Bells mouth.

Dreaming about fireworks that I missed out on because I was snoozing!

Your mama