Rose is already sitting up and patiently waiting for me. "I guess you head that we have company," I sigh, going into the drawer with all her little dresses to find something to wear. I pull out a pretty sage coloured dress that instantly turns purple (http://www.babydiscovery.us/product_images/s/821/2601002e__62671_zoom.jpg) as soon as I turn towards her. We blink at each other for a moment, then with another resigned sigh, I get her dressed and head downstairs.

"Sorry about that, are the scones okay?" I ask quietly stepping back into the tearoom with my daughter. She looks all around in absolute wonder, and I can only imagine what she see's that I cannot. "Say hello to our guests, little Miss."