Nancy is three. That is not a typo.
This is getting increasingly silly. Nancy won't stop getting older. One was bad enough, two was vaguely quaint but three is ridiculous. And she is ridiculous in almost all always like her desire to change her outfit at least three times a day, ideally four. Or her penchant to refer to herself as bean. Or to fall in love with golden routemasters - "Oh Daddy, that is beautiful." Or dressing as an elephant and then getting nearly naked and then getting dressed up as an elephant again. Or sawing off bits of tree to make a neckless with.
Her party was evidence of this. As the party progressed Nancy was either an Elephant or nude in the blink of an eye. This was probably aided and abetted by the consumption of cake on an almost industrial scale but you get the point. Nancy, as you can see below, makes an excellent elephant particularly given her chuddy disposition. The party was triumphant and it must be said that Uncle Carl and Auntie Veza were lynchpins on which the party rested - particularly the amazing cake which must be the culmination of a fine arts degree in marzipan form. We should also thank everyone who sent lovely presents - Nancy did receive a stunning array of presents and in thank you cards are on their way to you all. We are just a wee bit tardy but Nancy is super grateful.
Oh and Nancy can also draw a fine manta ray. And a baby manta ray and a mummy manta ray. This is big step up from the knotted tangle of lines that Nancy sworn blind represented any number of potential animals. It is also to be commended that she knows what a manta ray is. Probably. She continues to be utterly in love with animals - particularly goose in the garden with the flowers in the back.










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