I have been instructed by Husband that I need to write a blog... that I have not blogged in a while and that I need to update everyone!! (I love that him 'instructing' me, gives me a little insight that he indeed likes to read my blog and dare I say he has missed it(????) this past few weeks!).
nyway, I do have a subject matter for todays blog, but get very limited time with the computer now. We are doing life at the minute in a 2 1/2 bedroom unit. More than caters for our needs to be fair, but we have had to put our wee Tad into the computer room to 'teach' him better sleeping habits... or maybe we are 'teaching' Noosh... not sure... but for whatever reason they are now separated for everyones 'positive' sleeping experience. The moments that I would like to sit down and chat with you all via blog space are now the moments when wee Tad is sleeping which in turn means I cannot sit down and tap-tap-tap away at the keys for fear of disrupting him. It is but a season however!
So the wee boy in question turned 1 on Wednesday! OMG! Where did that time go? How on earth do I have a nearly 3 year old and a 1 year old?? Only yesterday Noosh was born and now we are a family of 4. Oh my!
We did what all fabulous creative mothers do on their son's birthdays... and went to McDonalds!! Creativity is not a strong suit at the moment! Anyway, the children both got happy meals, Noosh ate her chippies and sauce, had a token nugget and was off on the playground... Tad on the other hand ate his 3 nuggets and his chippies, devoured his sisters remaining nuggets and polished off a few chippies from Mummy... nothing wrong with his appetite!!!
Tad is just delightful. Full, and when I say full I mean FULL(!!) of mischief. He has only been crawling for a handful of weeks and yet he now unwinds all the toilet paper from not only the holders but the roll... trailing toilet paper behind him (just like the Roly dog!!); he is drawn to the x-box (probably because he has boy genes or is his fathers son!!) and could quite happy push the on-off button for hours either on the console or the remote(!); no cupboard and no drawer is safe from his curiosity (I really do worry about his little fingers!!); he torments his sister who he ADORES... but obviously doesn't play
all most games by the rules of a nearly 3 year old which causes endless amounts of frustration on the part of Noosh!
He is simply devine though and has embraced his place in our little family with such gung-ho-ness (totally not a word but so appropriate to use right now!) that we would miss anything less.
He is brave... he is boy... he is love... he is uncomplicated... he is tough... he is hungry (all the time)... he is chatty... he is mischevious... he is cheeky... he is monkey... he is happy.
We think he is totally inestimable... totally priceless... and totally irreplaceable.
xxx
