I want to ride my bicycle... I want to ride my bike.

Today Matilda had to go to the hospital to get her ankle checked out, luckily it was not broken and she was able to have the plaster cast removed. She was so brave as she had it pulled and proded by lots of doctors, we had a long morning waiting to see a fracture specialist, we waited 1 hour and 50 minutes before we even saw anyone, but Tils was happy drawing and playing with her sister and asking the other patients what they had done! The doctor loved her rhinestones on her cast!

When Daddy came home he had a suprise (The kind only Daddy's do when their child has had their plaster cast off for a whole 5 hours and we had agreed Father christmas would be getting her one!) A Bicycle for Tilly!
She was so excited and is so in love with it. It is purple,pink and silver -hideous, But it is the best thing in Tilly world and she is thrilled so that is all that matters. She has her own basket for her shopping but she is a bit concerned about Baby betty! She has only riden it in the kitchen so far for fear of hurting her ankle, but we are sure it will see more action soon.
We had paella for supper and Elsie decided she would rather wear hers than eat it!