Wednesday, 29 August 2012
He is One
Where did a year go? Well I can tell you where the past three months have gone: dashing around after a rather enthusiastic walker. Maybe we should have succumbed to the old joke of giving him Danger as a middle name - it would fit.
He is a great communicator - I must tell you about that at a little great length later - but he has given up on conventional talking. Many months ago he started to say Mama, Dada and a version of Pickle's name in quick succession, then he got board of talking adult English. He instead says random well formed words, then can't be bothered to repeat them; yesterday's was a clear 'Doggy' when normally he refers to the dog as an 'oof'.
He and the Pickle are getting along as ...well...brother and sister. In other words a bit like the weather, mainly sunny, sometimes patchy and the occasional stormy front. For the first time in my life I can take great pleasure in being left out - they have a bond and a relationship that I don't want to intrude on. The pickle is occasionally a little over enthusiastic with her love for the Dino Boy - her embraces are treated as an impediment in his progress towards total carnage.
He has been generally quite amenable to sleep. two good sleeps by day and normally sleep for a good 5 to 6 hour stretch at night - provided he is not teething. Teething seems to be going on forever! Four so far but boy is he suffering at the moment.
I have not had a moments peace all year - but he has been the best addition to a very happy family! Xx