Yesterday we got to our Church for once, and then back to Mum’s house for lunch. It is amazing to see Jenna being parented by someone else – well, not parented, but for want of a better word.
When she talks to my Mum, and I hear the conversations that *I* have repeated back in someone else’s words… It’s like seeing into our relationship from the outside, replayed by my own mother and my tiny daughter. It’s a feeling I like, actually, when I thought I would be threatened by it.
Oh, and Morgan is trying to pull up to stand now - but she falls over, she can't balance on her toes and only gets as far as pulling up onto her knees before she starts to wobble!