Mayflower

Oh toots. You are a joy. And oddly, despite not matching up to a baby giraffe, you're quite tall for a Jessop baby. Which is odd given the others are miniature. You might even become full dwarf, compared to your half dwarf mater. What an achievement that would be.

It's been a quite month for tove. The lowest and highest moment was when she inspected a piece of chorizo on her fork and said 'that looks like daddy's willy'. Esther quickly repugned but it did make the rest of sausage stew a bit of a challenge. Her linguistic turn is also infectious - her exclamation of the "what the hail? has spread to her nearest friend (sorry Alex and Amelia) and she's a true cockney sparrow (come on gels!) which is a delight and dark in equal measure.

She remains photogenic in the extreme. As evinced but the below. We're all living a toover world.