Nine months old, sat safely on the floor,

She doesn’t need holding anymore.

We have video called to see how Juju’s grown.

Juliet sits blinking into daddy’s phone.

You can see her thinking, ‘Who are these two then?’

They seem to like it when I clap my hands.

I will treat them to it once again.

I will gurgle cutely and then say, ‘Wow!’

 

                           I have exhausted most of my repertoire.

I turn to daddy, perplexed, appealing.

What can I do to entertain them now?

 

“Why don’t you give them your gorgeous smile,

And the twinkle in your eyes which never fails?

Why don’t you wave at Grandad and Gail?”

 

Juliet waves and smiles, as her ultimate touch.

“Love you, Juju, wow, you have learnt so much!”