After much deliberation and worry we drove all the way to Wales and it was surprisingly easy! A and A were great on board with only a few complaints and 1 bout of throwing up near the end. But the nightmare motorway way, traffic, screaming unhappy kids we envisaged never happened so we were over the moon for that. The place was easy to find and we got there in good time to settle in on the first day.
Our biggest brightest boy who is half way through reception and full of ideas is 4 and a half years old.
Lately he is super funny with his comments, simple things that sound hilarious coming from his mouth. Things like ‘mummy, where’s your brain?’, mummy, nice try! (When I got something wrong), making arguments to get what he wants and just talking like a proper little person. There is no denying our boy is a proper little boy not a baby, not a toddler, but a boy who is becoming more and more eloquent and independent. It’s so wonderful to see but so bittersweet for us as those precious baby years become a blur. You begin to realise why people keep saying; make the most of it, enjoy it, it flies by. But when you’re trapped in the midst of lack of sleep, exhaustion and the monotonous routine of a little one so dependant on you, you fantasies about them reaching all the milestones as soon as possible. Hindsight makes you realise how silly you were to wish any of it away.
Though let’s face it, even at this stage you have moments of wanting to rush through things because they’re tiring, difficult or challenging. I now try to embrace it as much as I can and always keep it in the forefront that everything is temporary the good and the bad, it will all flow and adapt and change.
This is what having a 4.5 year old has done to me! It has made me assess life, how can I have a 4.5 year old? Most days I feel that old myself.
How is this possibly! My youngest is almost 2! No more babies in our house Hal, how sad! Amber is talking lots more now and randomly repeats words we say. Repertoire includes Peter (Peter rabbit), suter (water), me!, bye, see you, chao, tanku (thank you), night, boo, Archie, say pato, pasta, stick, book, cheese! She is a constant source of happiness in our lives we just can’t get enough.
Both Hal and i worked so we didnt plan anything much at all. When we got home we decided to picnic in doors because, why not! It was pretty basic but A and A enjoyed it so it was worth it…
We found some old Easter headbands and had a blast!
This mischievous little angel is all movement and joy. Ambi is so wonderfully independent and happy other than her obsession with breastfeeding she can pretty much entertain herself. Lately fully of new sounds and chirping away. She loves abhorring me birds and dogs. Even saying biiirr biiirrr!!! And wuuuuf wuuuf. I guess slowly the talking will start and like her brother there will be no keeping her quiet. But with that face how can we get annoyed?!
We explored our new local library and it was brilliant! Cuddly toys, trepes and tech screens, oh and books, yes of course books!
How much joy can a pair of bunnies ears bring to all! How can this kid be so adorable??