Grown Up Things

We did a little bit of on line shopping for Noah the other week and his parcels arrive today. Amongst them is an easel! As well as a pair of sunglasses and some new shoes. He is 14 months old tomorrow. He is gorgeous and he loves drawing and painting (hence, the easel).

Sorry about the blurry 'action shot', but this is his new easel and shoes:

Talking

Noah has had temperatures ranging from 38 to 41.8 over the past week. He has been dopey and clingy. We think he is just getting over it now and we're crossing our fingers that he sleeps through the night tonight and is right as rain for childcare tomorrow.

On a much happier note, he is one very talkative little bunny lately. He is saying 'ready, setty, go' and then he'll throw something or run for a little bit or hug you. He also says 'shoes', 'hat', 'wiggles', 'please', 'I want this' and 'yes'. Holy moly, he'll be putting full sentences together soon enough and if he's anything like me we'll be investing in a sound proof box for us to retreat to.

When Noah isn't sick, our Sunday morning routine is to take him down to the tennis courts early so that he has his breakfast while we play. He looks like a little umpire.

Once he's finished breakfast, sometimes he is our 'ball boy'

Exploring his new yard

bed time antics

his first piece of chocolate, it went down quickly followed by him pointing to the packet and saying 'I want this'

We Moved House

Yes, it is rather ironic that last post's title was 'now you're up to date' considering I then went 2 weeks without another update. I'm falling into a bad routine - sorry everybody. Moving house has been on our agenda, closely followed by trying to find to time keep us all fed while working our backsides off! Plus, Noah is super duper active now, it's not like the 'old days' where I use to be able to put him down a write a post and he's be there when I finished. Now he wants to 'help' with everything so there's limited spare time that I get to myself to write these posts in peace.

Moving on though, I'm sure you all want some baby goss, oh sorry... 'toddler'. I'm really working on calling him a little boy rather than my little bubba. I get a little pang of anxiety each time I realise this. However, his 'toddler-dom' brings us much joy. He has successfully grown all 4 of his 1 year old molars.
He is interested in using the toiler and his step up in the bathroom to wash him hands. He wants to sit on the dining chairs with us at the dinner table, rather than in his high chair. He plays with playdoh, cuts out shapes with the cutters and rolls the rolling pin (this one blows my mind).

He says:

• hello (to everyone, a thousand times)
• alright
• Raph
• good
• okay
• done (like finished)
• up
• grandad
• nana
• mum and dad (of course)
• go (especially when he's had enough of visiting or he's ready for bed)

He responds to:

• 'give me kisses' (brace yourself for one of these)
• 'give me cuddles'
• 'night night'
• thumbs up
• high 5
• clap
• wash hands
• have a drink
• where's raph
• help us put it away (he'll walk with us to put his toys away, and he actually puts them in his boxes)
• 'wave bye'
• 'mummy / daddy has to go now, say bye' (he kisses and waves or nods)

He really loves our new house, he has space on the balcony for his wadding pool and to push his cars up and down. As well as a lot for space in his room because his cupboard isn't being used for storage, so his toys can be packed away in them and he can just have a few out at a time.

He's down to 2 feeds a day - I love this routine. First thing in the morning I get him out of bed and we lay down on the couch together and have a good 20minutes cuddle/feed session. Then we repeat it all at 5pm, it's a lovely re-bonding time after being away from him for so long during the day. He has replaced all his other feeds with rice milk and is happy to have this at child care and one just before bed. He walks himself to bed now, waits for us to put his night light on and hand him his water bottle that he has with him through the night. He has a really quick walk/bounce/pat/cuddle and then he motions for us to put him down. He grabs him water bottle, gives it a few sucks them rolls over onto his tummy and watches us walk out. Don't get me wrong, there are the odd times where this is not a smooth but 80% of the time, he's a dream!

"Helping" us move house

His first grazed knee

Mother's Day

Playdoh fun