So tomorrow will be our last full day in India, as the following day we leave for home, via a little holiday in Dubai.... This will be your 15th flight and the day you turn 16 months. Our time living in India over the last few months has been eventful, emotional and at times tedious, but I hope that in years to come, even though you will no doubt, have no recollection of any of it, you will look back on it and be proud to have had so many adventures when you were so little.
You've been stared at, photographed and claimed more attention than Harper Beckham (which will no doubt hold no relevance when you read this - but at the time of writing she probably holds the title of the most famous little girl on the planet), you've learnt to walk here, to say your name, to say other peoples names, fell in love with a purple dinosaur named Barney (although you pronounce Barbey), made friends with some "piggies" named Peppa & George, found a talent for painting, discovered the joy of squishing play-doh through your toes and learnt how to "cook" imaginary pasta in a bucket at the pool...
You have literally grown from this experience.... You came to India as my baby, and although you will always be this, you are definitely going home as a little girl!
- love Mummy x
