Ramblings

Time goes on. We've been super busy lately, preparing the house for the floor-board polisher to come. Unfortunately we had to put him off for a bit longer, so current moving date is early to mid May. Hopefully we'll be in before CRT's first birthday (yep, the year has gone that quick).

I realise I've been remiss in putting up a proper photo of PVT's latest cake creation. JP's birthday cake this year was a robot. I thought he'd be hard going to surpass the last birthday's rocket cake, but he did pretty well....

Talking about JP, he now has two loose front teeth. When we mentioned in passing over a year ago that teeth fall out, he was in denial. Who can blame him really, it seems like he's only just gotten all his teeth and now they're going to fall out??!! He was a bit concerned about the two loose ones once he discovered them, but since hearing that they are worth money he cheered up considerably. They are taking their time in actually coming out. Our helpful suggestions of things like tying a string around the teeth and the other end to a door handle, then slamming the door, have not been accepted. He keeps eating apples in the hope that it will help them to dislodge, and in the meantime we get regular updates as to how much more they can move or swivel this way and that. There is something funny about the fact that JP will be growing teeth at the same time as his baby brother. Maybe they can share a teething ring.

The other highlight of my extroadinarily exciting week has been a long-awaited for happening that I knew would one day occur since I gave birth to the first of four boys. Everyone knows that it is common for little boys to put sticks and stones and the like into their pockets, and for the said sticks and stones to come out in the wash. Well this week it happened to me for the first time. Upon placing a load of washing into the machine, strange noises started to come from the direction of the laundry. When taking out the clean washing a while later I also collected a handful of rocks from inside the machine. They were, of course, ICAC's 'gold rocks', which he had been busily mining on the weekend. He was most happy to get them back, and very pleased that mummy had cleaned them for him.