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Merry go round moments – week 39.

Family fun: top shot.

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Memories are made of this.

Ten months old and our little man has a new skill…drinking with a straw out of a bottle! It seems that watching your big sister doing something – especially something involving food and drink – can be quite a strong motivator!  It is so sweet and so funny, watching him sucking so hard that his cheeks draw totally inwards and his eyes go wide with the surprise at getting a mouthful of water as his reward for all his efforts.

 

Laugh out loud.

Trying to get a photo with my lovely friend, Sophia, and our two sons, whilst they wriggled and squirmed in an effort to get down and go exploring.   My little man really did not want to be messing about having photos taken, as is clear from the photo!  These boys have grown up alongside each other for their first year, and we have spent many a happy Saturday afternoon sitting drinking tea, eating cake and watching them play.

 

Quick quote.

“A journey is best measured in friends, not in miles.”

Tim Cahill.

Music makes me happy.

‘January, February, March and April, 

MAY, JUNE, July and August.  

September, Octoooober, December, Acember, 

these are the months of the year.’

Not quite sure why the rest of the song is sung super-sweetly, and May and June get the full throttle, shouty voice.  Nor why ‘Octooober’ is sung with the ‘o’ sound to rhyme with ‘who’ instead of ‘woe’. And quite honestly, the muddle with November and December at the end is just adorable.  It’s one of those little linguistic blips that you want to help them correct, but at the same time want to hang on to forever, as a little touch of stardust from their childhood.

 

Good times.

Our girly is such a joy right now.  She is drawing pictures all the time, and ‘writing’ us letters, which are essentially just a sheet of horizontal wiggly lines.  The other day she drew me a rainbow which actually looked like a rainbow!  It melts my heart thinking what a grown up, gorgeous little girl she is becoming.  She is climbing into her car seat herself, getting dressed herself, pouring her own milk.  I cannot believe how fast the years have gone.  How is my baby nearly three?

 

Merry go round moments – week 37.

Family fun: top shot.

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We have very little furniture here right now. But we did leave a paddling pool, some plastic balls, and some foam mats…this little man is in boy heaven! He sits in there, bashing balls together, gnawing on them, thumping his arms on the sides of the pool, rolling around in the balls. Endless fun.

Memories are made of this.
Our girly is getting so brave, as she climbs up the steps to the top of the ladder then throws herself with gusto so that she can really pick up some speed. A few times this week she has really landed with a bump on the ground, but she picks herself up, gives it a vigorous rub, and then sets off for the ladder again. And all the while her little brother looks on, from the little bucket swings nearby, clearly taking it all in and trying to figure out when it will be his turn! Not yet my boy, not yet!

 

Laugh out loud.
The schools are on holiday this week, so we have had a lovely lazy week at home. Not late rises, but slow starts. We were all piled in our bed, the kids playing together between us, whilst we drank our cups of tea on either side of them. Then daddy grabbed the girly for a big hug, which she tolerated for a minute or so and then said, in her primmest matron voice, “that’s quite enough of that!”. I laughed until there were tears rolling down my face. Little miss Mary Poppins, at her very best!

 

Quick quote.

A bit of a note to myself, I suppose, whilst we travel through a big backwards step on the toilet training with our girly.  She was there.  She’d done brilliantly.  It felt like we were (literally) home and dry.  And then this.  But then in fairness to her, there has been a lot going on in her little life recently.  A lot of change and upheaval.  I guess something had to give.  We will get there again.  But some days the frustration is very real.

“Constant frustration with other people signals a control issue or a loss of humanity.  Have patience with others, for you needn’t change them and they, like all of us, have difficult times.”

Brendon Burchard

 

Music makes me happy.
The Hippopotamus Song – Flanders and Swann. The girly loves singing this one, trying to reach all the highest and lowest notes, in her most dramatic, arm waving way.  It has been a real favourite this week.  It’s a joy to watch her.

 

Good times.

Plenty of playdates this week for the kids, which has been lovely.  Sitting watching my kids playing with their friends, whilst drinking coffee, eating homemade cake or vegetarian momos and chatting with the other mums.  Perfect.  I am really hugely going to miss the friends I’ve made here.

 

 

Merry go round moments – week 36.

Family fun: top shot.

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Busy, busy! With her bestie, in a real, working helicopter cockpit. As you do! What an incredible morning she had. Unlike a few of the children she was not in the least bit daunted by the experience – she was totally in her element!

 

Memories are made of this.
Looking at the big world map on the wall in the playroom. Talking about and finding where we live now, where we will be living, where all our friends and family live. Then we moved on to talking about the weather and the clothes we will need in a colder country.  “Ummmmm, gloves….a woolly hat….a scarf….a snow coat….a ball.”  Wait – what?!  A ball?  “yes mummy, so that I can take it and play with the penguins.”  At times she is such a little monkey, at others she is just the sweetest girl in the world.

 

Laugh out loud.
Our girly tried fresh lychees for the first time this week.  Surprisingly, they were a very big hit. She calls them “cheesies.” I tried correcting her to say “lychees”, to which she replied “yes, they are light cheese aren’t they? Not dark cheese. Good job, mummy!” So sweet, so funny.

 

Quick quote.

“People grow through experience if they meet life honestly and courageously.  This is how character is built.”

Eleanor Roosevelt

 

Music makes me happy.
Row row row your boat. The little man rows along with me, grinning this huge toothy grin at me.  When I stop at the end of each verse, he tugs my hands towards him, indicating that we are not done yet!

 

Good times.
Making caves with bedsheets and chairs. Watching the endless stream of imaginative play ideas my beautiful girl comes up with, whilst her little brother crawls all over the pile of pillows and cushions, pulls himself up, falls, rolls over, starts all over again. Everyday stay-at-home mum life is so repetitious and so mundane. But also dotted with so many precious moments like these.  It’s the little things.