One of the coolest things in Amelia’s rather sparse toy box is a maracas with a beautiful face pained on it. I spotted it in Covent Garden’s Octopus shop a while back and Molly Maracas has been Amelia’s friend for the last eight months. Molly has kept Amelia company in Italy and Holland and forms an integral part of my one-year-old’s playtime in her London home. When Amelia notices Molly her little face lights up and beams with a happy smile. And, of course, Molly will always hold a special place in my heart because it was one of the first objects her little fingers learnt to grasp – the sentimental musings of a mushy mommy. I give myself permission.