This week’s biggest themes were my lack of sleep, the Little Miss really showing me how Terrible her Almost Twos were and a lot of swimming! 8 January – Wednesday This morning I thought I would earn some good mum points. I took the kids to the library. I envisioned myself sitting with the Little Miss, reading her a lovely little book from the baby section while the Little Mister borrowed some books to take home and devour (seems he takes after his mum when it comes to reading – before I became a mum that is haha). I figured he’d be stoked and feel independent and I’d be doing…
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Three in three months.
filling his pockets with shells Something has happened in the last week or two. Suddenly I realise that my (mostly) terrific two year old is almost three. In three months he will be three years old. That is just positively ancient and very very grown up. I don’t know if I’m ready! I’ve been watching as the baby section of each store I visit becomes a more distant experience (apart from the times I buy gifts for the massive baby boom my friends are having). The toddler section seems to blur into the ‘big boy’ stuff. The Little Mister is getting a big boy room soon (it’s half done). With…
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(Part of) A day in the life with a 2 and a bit year old.
image The Little Mister is 2 years and 4 months old. Already. That’s 28 months old for those who are good at maths (you don’t want to know how absurdly long it took for me to actually add that up in my head – TIRED). You saw my post on a day in the life of having an almost 2 year old, but now for posterity’s sake (like a snap shot in time to look back on), I feel it’s time for a new instalment. I was… …woken when Mr Unprepared got out of bed early in the morning to get ready and leave for work. The sound of the…
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Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!
image Oh, that poor child. Listen to him yelling out in pain! His mother (or father depending on who draws the short straw on any given day) must be too rough with him. He’s only small. Poor thing. IS SOMEONE MURDERING A SMALL CHILD IN THE SHOPPING CENTRE/CAFĂ/SWIMMING POOL/CAR PARK? No, that’s just the sound of a toddler who likes to yell “OW OW OW OW!” whenever he feels like it. Sometimes when he is being told to do something he doesn’t want to do, sometimes when he wants to do something he isn’t allowed to do, but also sometimes just because the mood strikes at some random moment. Any…
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A day in the life with an almost 2 year old.
pic This morning I awake some time just before 7am to the dulcet tones of the Little Mister singing and playing in his cot. I get him out of bed and noticed he’s wet through his nappy, PJs, sleeping bag, fitted sheet and through to the (thank goodness) mattress protector. I chuck everything in the wash immediately and replace his bedding with spares. Aah, nice and fresh. The Little Mister drinks his milk without spilling it and it’s a very proud moment. It’s the little things, y’know? I let him watch a little TV (oh the horror!) while I try to sort out the family budget. The mortgage has just…