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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 26.

Family fun: top shot.

 

Sibling love

These two. They just want to cuddle all the time. Story time before nursery, but I couldn’t resist getting a photo of them first!

 

Memories are made of this.

This week the nursery took the children out on a ‘jungle walk’ in the area around the school.  There are actually macaque monkeys in the area, as well as cobras, and scorpions.  Thankfully none of those were around that day! Little man in his pram, his big sister striding out confidently. She was so full of excitement afterwards, telling me all about it. She loves being outdoors, ‘going on adventures’ as she puts it.  She is going to love our next posting location for the ability to spend more time outdoors.  Most people here look at me like we are slightly insane for wanting to leave hot and humid weather, for temperate, windy conditions.  But for a family with young children I think it is going to work infinitely better.

 

Laugh out loud.

Our little man and his buddy Charlie, rolling about together, eating musical instruments.  I’d like to say ‘playing’, but I think the musicality was a happy coincidence!  They were both having a brilliant time though.  And while they did that I got to sit with Charlie’s mummy, eating cake and chatting.  One of the very pleasant surprises of motherhood is the ability to meet lovely new friends, relatively easily.  Sofia is one of those people I really wish I’d met earlier, and will be sad to leave when we finish our stint here in the summer.  We have got into a very nice little groove of catching up every few weekends, letting the boys play, whilst we eat cake.  We both bake a cake, we both have seconds of each without any shame, washed down with a lot of tea.  It is a meeting of minds, I like to think!

 

Quick quote.

“I like quinoa. I like gingerbread. I feel they should be kept separate. I’m not in favor of this thing of making kind of raw, vegan chocolate cake and saying it’s as good as chocolate cake. I mean, just eat cake and be done with it. And then have a separate meal of quinoa.”

Bee Wilson

 

Music makes me happy.

John Miles – Rebel.  I am an avid fan of the Desert Island Discs podcast series from Radio 4.  They have such an interesting and varied line up of guests and I really enjoy the gentle yet engaging interviewing style of Kirsty Young. I also really like that there are so often such surprises in the music choices that people make.  It goes to show that you absolutely cannot always judge a book by its cover. The recent show with Dr Dame Sue Ion was brilliant, and I loved that she chose this track.

 

Good times.

We seem to be getting to a point where we can actually all sit together and read stories as a family.  It is one of my favourite things.  The stories are mostly for our little girl, but our baby boy loves joining in, sitting in my lap or with his daddy, banging his fists with excitement whilst we look at the pictures and let him touch the page before we turn over to read some more. The current favourite is Steve Anthony’s Please Mr Panda, which we only got on Friday.  Already I think we must have read it twenty times, and our little girl has memorised enough of the words and the basic storyline to sit independently ‘reading’ it aloud, and laughing to herself at the funny bits.  It is beautiful to watch.