This is the children on a night when their story time privilege has been taken away….
Two little bookworms reading away.
Grace was busy finishing Charlie and the Chocolate Factory which we’ve read together before, but she has now been reading it on her own, and finished it today.
Eli was looking at an Afrikaans book about things in the castle.
I love that they both love books.
It has been good to see this little guy smiling, happy, and much more himself. The grommets seem to be doing their job, and he has recovered from all ailments.
He is also busy working very hard to get around, and getting around relatively quickly with his drag shuffle. He someone got himself into this position a day or two ago…
Bumps and bruises and cuddles and fun, some of the things that brothers are for…
Grace and Eli getting to work cutting out invitations for Grace’s birthday party….it is coming….
Aunty Keren came for a visit over the weekend, and game time is was…
She also came bearing jersey gifts from Granny
Last week Sunday we spent the morning at a friends house and the rest of the day was pretty uneventful. At bed time Eli was saying his feet were cold, but a hot water bottle sorted that out. Later in the night though, things started to get strange.
Eli was calling out in his sleep, dreaming and being pretty restless. It is unusual, but he does have nights when he dreams and is a bit restless. A the night went on though, the intensity turned up a bit.
Eli called out quite a few times in his sleep, and the one time I went to him and he said, “The bed is wet, the bed is wet.” I felt around, wondering if a hot water bottle had suddenly started to leak. Nothing. He was rubbing hit feet together, and being very restless. In the end I went and lay with him.
The next day Donné was speaking to the friend we had visited and her boys had had exactly the same type of night. Her one son was blowing on his hand saying it was hot, and it was a crazy dreamy night.
They realised that the common factor for all the boys was some biscotti which another friend had brought that had ground coffee in them. A quick internet search on the affects of caffeine on young children and everything started to fall into place. They had all eaten some of the biscotti, and all had a caffeine fuelled restless night.
It was interesting. The exact effects were surprising, but certainly interesting.
The poor little guy was totally pooped at the end of the day, and then fell asleep on the changing mat after his bath
Even after putting his clothes on he was still sleeping
It’s been a tiring week.
Adam just got mobile! He is not crawling, and it is pretty slow, but it he is mobile. Sit, stretch, drag, sit, repeat. It was enough to get him from our room into the bathroom this morning….
Inching forward
Which one should I go for first?
Adam really loves the cats – if he sees one, he gets a huge smile on this face, and he wants to give them a “stoke” (where “stroke” means bash/grab/gnaw). Coco is always around, and nearly willing to put up with him, so he is quite fond of her.
Hmmm, let me try one of these
What the heck was that thing?
Maybe it was just a bad one, let’s try another…