[minor pseudonymising edits during Drupal to hugo migration for all the good that will do now] [imported from livejournal and backdated] I have two nearly toilet trained children. After a week or so of occasional accidents on the carpet or starting to go before stopping himself and then going to the toilet, Tiny is suddenly saying that he needs to go before he goes. There isn’t the biggest time buffer in the world but it’s plenty of time to get from wherever we are in the house to the toilet. I have no idea how we will fare out and about if he ever needs to go when we’re out but I have flat nappies (for wiping up messes), spare underwear and shorts in the backpack for him these days.

[minor pseudonymising edits during Drupal to hugo migration for all the good that will do now] [imported from livejournal and backdated] Definitely on the up, and not as likely to slide, although that still happens every so often. The other day (when? Who knows, I don’t usually make distinctions between days, just aware of the sun moving :P) something Tiny was doing was shitting me, JJ had denied him something and he was wailing and carrying on and complaining. I was getting irritated by his whinging as he’d been on and off all day, on and off the boob all day and I was feeling slightly short tempered.

[minor pseudonymising edits during Drupal to hugo migration for all the good that will do now] [imported from livejournal and backdated] Copy-pasted from AB coz I’m lazy. Very slightly creeped out by Tiny An artist on Art is Murder submitted this image a day or so ago (I’ve lost track). Tiny spotted it and proclaimed it a “big tarp wemus!” I got the big and sharp and asked him to repeat the last word a few times. He kept repeating the sentence. So I said, “A big sharp remus?”

[minor pseudonymising edits during Drupal to hugo migration for all the good that will do now] [imported from livejournal and backdated] Right now, Tiny is playing with the playdoh set that was in his Wiggles showbag, and Smidge is falling asleep on the boob. Make that, Smidge is in bed and Tiny is on the boob listening to “teepy baby moooozik”. I do seem to go in cycles don’t I.

[minor pseudonymising edits during Drupal to hugo migration for all the good that will do now] [imported from livejournal and backdated] Both of them. Smidge, not so bad aside from a bad habit of leaking all over the place. Tiny, well. As well as the runs, the cyst on his eye is infected and he’s getting a double whack for it, both an eye cream and oral antibiotics. He has a rash on his chest and is listless and lethargic.

[minor pseudonymising edits during Drupal to hugo migration for all the good that will do now] [imported from livejournal and backdated] Smidge has been crawling a lot less, and walking a lot more. She still totters and toddles very cutely but the bipedal bit is happening with a lot more confidence. We walk around the shops a lot more. Smidge walks quite a way for a small girl. We did the same thing with Tiny which I think is why he seems to have more stamina than a lot of preschoolers I observe , although said preschoolers seem to have mothers with more to do than me so they get strapped in prams while the mums rush around getting errands done.

[minor pseudonymising edits during Drupal to hugo migration for all the good that will do now] [imported from livejournal and backdated] Tiny is at that age where he’s getting curious about bodies and observing fundamental differences about boys and girls, adults and children. Such as; “Mummy has boobies, I don’t have boobies, Daddy doesn’t have boobies, Smidge doesn’t have boobies, Mummy has BIG boobies!” and “I have a little doodle. Daddy has a big doodle.”

[minor pseudonymising edits during Drupal to hugo migration for all the good that will do now] [imported from livejournal and backdated] Smidge broke her record of 6 steps today by taking 8. 2 of the steps were after she turned a little. She was so pleased with herself she giggled, bounced on the spot which caused her to land on her bum but no matter, she clapped her tin hands together and continued giggling.

[minor pseudonymising edits during Drupal to hugo migration for all the good that will do now] [imported from livejournal and backdated] Smidge took three steps today! So cutely! Then flopped over at crawled to daddy whom I had dragged out of bed to come see :) That top tooth is coming through as well. And Tiny’s reading and toilet training are progressing slowly (the former a bit faster than the latter and I’d prefer it the other way round :P) but apparently consistantly.

[minor pseudonymising edits during Drupal to hugo migration for all the good that will do now] [imported from livejournal and backdated] We went to the footy today. Hung out with mother in law and kids while JJ and his dad went off to the corporate function they had tickets too. We had lunch, walked around the markets, MIL bought Tiny a blue blowup hand, we stopped in a photo studio and got the kids photos taken dressed up, then went to the game.