"Mummy, where are Harper's helpers?". This is what Isla asked me this morning as we were getting her dressed for Kindy. Harp just got her first pair of shoes.

I didn't know what to say. She looked at me and asked why Harp doesn't need them but she does. Broke my heart.

I had to try to explain that Isla is Special and that's why she wears them, but Harper doesn't. She smiled and went on her way, but now I'm thinking, more than ever, that I am really going to have to explain everything to her, sooner, rather than later, as I mentioned in this post.

Botox is tomorrow. I still feel relatively calm at this stage. I imagine I will fall apart tomorrow. I can't quite explain why I feel this way, maybe because part of me always thought Isla was mild enough to get away without any botox, as it's something that's been spoken about for 3 years now, but it's never been a reality, until now.

Ian is coming with us tomorrow, not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Mum is looking after Harper - wish her luck. Harp is oh so naughty for Nana, while it is slightly amusing, we're all going to be stressing off our heads tomorrow, I hope she's a good little lady.