When I left my job last week, some of my work pals gave me a box of chocolates from one of my favourite chocolate shops. In the selection was a white chocolate duck, which they told me was a special chocolate for Bubba, not for mumma.

The first of her very own chocolates.

I took some photos of her eating it and also took three short videos. One. Two. Three. This is the only trilogy you need to watch this week. Except maybe if you’ve sworn off chocolate for any {silly} reason!

No script. No acting.

And no question here about the effect of chocolate on the girls in this family.

I think we may have a chocoholic in the making … not that she’s getting her own chocolate again any time soon!