Evening all, any tea on? I'll get the kettle going, I'm gasping. Back from Winchester and worn out, utterly, although it was a lovely week - we just never stopped... Still I'm doing better than my sister, at least I got to sleep through the night.
Oli now has many passions apart from trains.
Painting. We had to tell him the black had run out, as he had a tendency to put his brush in that first, then mix it into all the other colours, and apply thickly to the paper, it got a bit depressing!
Cutting. He was promised a magazine one day, and chose a Charlie and Lola comic which had a craft set free with it - some coloured pencils, some crayons, some coloured paper and a pair of safety scissors. He's been cutting the paper into increasingly tiny pieces all week - he needs both hands for the scissors, so one of us had to hold the paper tight for him, which got steadily more dangerous as the bits got smaller.
Mixing. We made rice krispie buns one day, and there were lots of krispies left over after the buns went into the fridge to set, and he wanted to do some more mixing. So I put a little water in them, so he could hear them go snap crackle and pop, and he mixed them up, then wanted more water in it... This went on intermittently all afternoon, by the end of which we had a delightful slop of almost dissolved rice krispies and water. My sister said she'd buy a bottle of wine if I ate some. I did....


He wanted to do this every afternoon for a bit. Yesterday we bought some food colouring, so we had the same thing, only blue....
Max is lovely, if a little dull, compared with Oli, which is understandable, being only a month old. But he did introduce me to the the experience of projectile vomitting. All over my lap. I think he's going to have Character - he'll have to to get a word in edgeways - Oli never stops chatting! Or ordering people about. When he wanted his Mum to do something with him, he told me to go and do the washing up....
Anyway, I'm exhausted! But a happy Auntie Sue.