2 years and 10 months old today. In just 2 months time we’ll be celebrating the BIG THREE!
How did that happen??
It literally feels like only last weekend that I had them. How can my tiny newborn babies nearly be three years old? Crazy.
So what’s been happening over the last month? Well, we’ve seen lots of new developments; some that are absolutely lovely, others not so much.
My favourite new thing is seeing them practice imaginative play. There’s generally a lot of shrieking — and roaring — involved. Shouts of:
‘It’s a tiger! Quick mummy — let’s hide!! We need to hide from the tiger!!!’
followed by one of them (generally Bertie) crawling around on the floor, growling like a big cat.
This is such a lovely thing to see. I love seeing how vast and colourful their imaginations are — already, at this young age — and it’s also really heartwarming to see them playing together in this way.
Cosmo was playing with a little digger we’d bought him for Christmas, at the breakfast table the other day, using it to push a cereal box along. The whole time, he was chattering away in his little sing-song voice. Totally oblivious to anything apart from the task in hand.
‘The digger pushes the rock out of the way. The digger is digging up the road.’
My boy and I were both staring at him; marvelling at how much he’s come on in just a couple of months or so. It was SO lovely to witness.
Then at nursery today, his key worker suggested that he’s now ready to wear pants.
Cosmo has been SO good at using the potty and she said that, when they change the kids at 10.30am, he’s been dry every-time recently.
I can hold my hands up and say that I’ve been a lot more reticent about potty training than he has! He’s almost been doing it with no input from me at all. I think I’m going to have to bite the bullet and take the advice of his key-worker.
Starting from next week, pants are in, nappies out.
Wish me luck! ;)
His twin shows no sign of potty training any time soon, thankfully! In the last week, he has agreed to ‘sit’ on the loo seat or potty — which is an enormous leap forward. Previously, when he’s been asked if he’s like to take a seat on the potty, it’s been met with a vigorous shake of the head — NO!
In some ways, it’s good that this development is staggered — I’m not sure I could cope with two kids potty training simultaneously!
On the plus side, Bertie’s speech is coming on in leaps and bounds. I’m not so worried about this now as, over the last couple of months, it’s been really noticeable how many new words he’s begun to use. He mimics us and will try to pronounce different words too. Really fantastic. And a little bit of a relief too, if I’m honest.
Plus he is the master of forward rolls. This development is nothing short of amazing. Perfect every time — I think this boy’s destined to be an Olympic gymnast ;)
Not so good have been the ENORMOUS tantrums. He is so incredibly independent. If he wants to do something himself, you’ll be met with utter defiance and the immortal words:
‘My do it’
He’s regularly been known to get out of the car seat — and out of the car — just so he can get back in, all by himself.
Time consuming. Yes.
But in an odd way, I actually revel in the fact that he’s making his mark and beginning to exert his authority. It shows that he’s learning and growing and — even though it can be utterly exhausting at times (and upsetting to have our requests met with such open resistance) it’s also a positive thing.
I look at these two amazing little creatures and feel so fortunate to be part of their lives. Their daddy and I, literally, have the best seats in the house, when it comes to watching them grow.
They’re funny and intelligent — and so loving. I love these faces more than I can say.
It could have been so different. Lucky doesn’t even come close.
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