Actually he was three, but toddler pronunciation isn’t the greatest thing. I have to admit that I find it amazing that my little baby boy is now a big boy, he has his place secured in the local nursery. He can say ‘please’ and there is nothing that he likes more at the moment than Power Rangers and Spiderman. He is a total little personality, with boy-ness bursting from every pore of his very being.
I have been almost as excited about his birthday as him, and I had been determined to work him into a massive frenzy of excitement. This did back fire a bit when I told him before bed that it was just one more sleep until he opened his presents. He shut his eyes for all of about 5 minutes before bursting out of bed pronouncing ‘ me free now, me free now!’. Hubby had to go and lie next to him in bed to get him to sleep.
Once he achieved the goal of toddler sleep, we set to constructing the trampoline. This was a bit tricky as it involved literally tensioning each bungee spring individually. The hubby has sprained his wrist, so it was down to myself, garden dad (who had come over not knowing that he would have to do this task) and some wooden spoons. Once constructed, we realised that we would not actually be able to take it straight through into the garden through the patio doors, as it was far too big to fit the gap. However, I will never forget the look on his face when he came into the living room with Fifi and saw his trampoline and a massive pile of presents, all for him.
Toddler boy had the time of his life, playing with his new toys including a Ukulele, a sandpit, some Ben 10 Lego and a Playmobil airplane. The cake which I made at the last minute was surprisingly well received and we had a special dinner of pizza and chips.
Alongside all of this I also found myself at the hospital emergency doctor centre with Fifi. For her, the day started with a shockingly high temperature which I treated with Calpol and Neurofen. She wandered about happily in the morning eating chocolate buttons, so I assumed it was probably teeth. After lunch she had a nap and when she woke up she screamed for over an hour, non stop. Her stamina was impressive. I felt that we needed to get her checked out as she has never done before and I suspected that she might have an ear infection. This diagnosis was proved correct. One prescription which, incidentally, she hates taking. I hope she is on the mend, I am not getting a lot of sleep.
Things in our house are always eventful!