I haven't talked about my kids much lately. All of us squinched in this tiny hotel room living out of suitcases doesn't leave much room for anything but arranging and rearranging things. We are still enjoying each other's company though. Life is still full of little delights.
My babe is now nine months old. Her adorable smile welcomes me into my morning every day with fat cheeks pushed up to reveal four lovely corn teeth planted in rows, two on top and two on the bottom. It makes my heart melt each morning to see this sweet child and see her reach out to grab my nose or mouth and laugh and squeal with delight. Nevermind that it's six am. She is trying each day to crawl more and more. She rocks and see-saws and scoots about. We are excited for her but at the same time it's a new step that makes me realize she won't be a baby much longer. She's on her way now to discovering another world.
Little S is beautiful and intense, full of mischief and wonderment at his discovery of the outside world. He has learned this month about apples growing on trees, moles in the garden, and his "birthday time" which he talks about all the time like a small prince whose birthday is celebrated with a fete du village where everyone has the day off. "We'll do that for my birthday time" he says matter of factly. "Everyone will sleep in this room for my birthday time" he says pointing to a group of dusty beds in the upstairs bedrooms of the new house.
He is going through some strange phases which I think have something to do with the new house and moving. He refuses to use the bathroom anymore and although he went through a weird period in Mexico where he went outside a lot to poop, now he refuses to even do that. Now he simply dances around holding his hand over his butt. He usually isn't very successful at holding everything in for a full day and he usually isn't feeling very well as a result. And last night a new thing. He's started putting things up his nose. He stuck a piece of balled up foil up his nose and sucked in hard. Luckily Seb got it out with the help of a straw!
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Having met them I can now confirm your kids are adorable! Your baby girl is so smiley!
It was great to finally meet you too, and you were a lovely calm influance at the wedding, just roaming around taking beautiful photographs...thank you so much for the ones you sent me :)
My brother used to do the sticking things up his nose. In fact one day age five he came home from school crying that his teacher had taken away his eraser. When my mother asked him why the teacher would do such a thing he replied "well it was up my nose"! Turns out it was the eraser off the end of his pencil and it had lodged itself up there after he poked his pencil in his nose. The teacher had to remove it with tweezers and then decided to throw the offending eraser away despite his protests!
Thanks Jemma we had fun meeting you guys too. I was so tired! I think I was really a zombie that week and my mind was being stored in a coffre forte somewhere!
Haha --we tried tweezers at first but he wasn't having any of it!
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