: : : Here is the news for December : : :

Friday 31st December
I had a tantrum on my bike today. No one was doing things exactly the way I wantedit to happen. First Mum moved my bike and that was no good and then dhe moved it back and THAT was no good. Then she asked me where I wanted it moved and moved it there and that was no good and then she let me move it there and THAT was no good. Eventually we went home. I got carried under Mum's arm.

Grandma is coming and we are doing tidying.

Thursday 30th December
It's been a very busy day today because after Dad eventually got up after his mammoth lie in (8.45) we got ready to go ON A TRAIN. we had to walk quite fast to get it because Peter wouldn't put his shoes on when he was told to. THe train was the best fun ever because you can walk up and down when it's moving. You can also lie down on the seats and pretend to be asleep.

When we got to "the big city" we went for a really long walk around a big shopping centre which wasn't very exciting because I wasn't allowed to walk. Eventually I persuaded Dad and Mum to let me roam free but I was always shadowed closely by Dad who snatched me from the jaws of danger several times.

In the afternoon we went to a science museum where I played withsome water and dressed up as a fireman. I also stood on a really big train.

Wednesday 29th December
I've been really grumpy all day today because last night there was some kind of sleep rehabilitation going on and I wasn't really very interested in it at all. As a result I have been crying for people to do things for me and then crying when they do it. No one can win.

I was even quite grumpy when we had our second Christmas morning this morning. We had a few extra presents to open that wouldn't fit in the car for the actual christmas. I got a lovely tigger cushion and a book. Marvellous, but it didn't stop me being grumpy.

Tuesday 28th December
Despite being exhausted I didn't even sleep hardly a wink last night.

We had to drive homoe today and I was very good - I was happy playing with my bucket. It's my favourite red bucket which Dad gave me incase I felt sick. I didn't feel sick so I used it as a kind of special hat. While I was wearing my hat I sometimes pretended to be asleep.

It was nice to get home - I got all my toys out. I didn't really play with them I just wanted to look at them - also Dad was trying to put them away at the time so that made it even more fun.

Monday 27th December
Despite being exhausted I didn't even sleep hardly a wink last night.

I played with the toy kitchen today with Dad. He made me practice washing my hands in te tiny sink before he would let me make him a cup of tea. I kept his tea topped up though - while he was still drinking the old one.

I've adopted two little toys which I'm angling to take home with me. One is a little green racing car which I call "chitty bang bang" - it doesn't really look like the really chitty, but it is slightly reminicent. The other toy is an old bus which looks like edie mcredies bus from balamory which is my top favourite program at the moment.

Sunday 26th December
Despite being exhausted I didn't even sleep hardly a wink last night.

We had to go out in the car today and it was really hard to wlak to the car because of the very strong wind which kept making me gasp and swallow a lot. It was very windy. Eventually I fell asleep in the car and Mum and Dad got 5 minutes to themselves looking at a lighthouse, despite my best efforts to stay awake and distract them.

Saturday 25th December
Today was my first real christmas and although I'm not sure exactly why it happened everyone else seems really excited so I'll join in too. I got a sock full of presents first thing in the morning including some very special finger cymbals which I love. There was also a very nice little bear. Peter said that "the new bears are very sweet aren't they Andrew" I was inclined to agree - UNTIL I GOT MY NEW FLUFFY PUPPY TOY.

There were lots more presents throughout the day all neatly spaced out so that we didn't get sick from excitement. Dad had to help me unwrap most of my presents - he helped unwrap one very early on and I found him to be most reliable throughout the day until eventually when someone gave me a present I would just give it to Dad. My new dumper truck is excellent - it makes a noise and everything.

Friday 24th December
I was sick AGAIN in the car today. Dad is starting to get worried that my recent unexplained illness has meant that I have no control over sickness. I'll let him stew for a while.

I've been playing a cow game today where I sit in the kitchen on the special stool with steps and play with all the cows. I like to put them in the kettle one by one.

Thursday 23rd December
I spent the whole journey on the way to Mama and Dada's house trying to stop myself feeling really sick. I managed really well at it until I was really sick. There wasn't much though as it only came from a juice bup - still the car was fragrant for a week.

I have got some fabulous new toys to play with at Mama's house - there are saws and screwdrivers and lots of other tools that I'm learning the names of. Between us Dad and I have fixed everything in the whole house - wealso sawed of Dad's leg five times and mine once.

Wednesday 22nd December
I wore my pyjamas all day today and was really moany and grumpy. It's not surprising really as I have been ill all night. The house is a riot of colours and smells.

I did read some books with Mum while Peter was out with Dad - having fun i expect. At least I haven't been sick all day today.

Tuesday 21st December
I had to go shopping this morning in the freezing cold weather with Dad and Mum. Not very much fun when you're strapped into a pushchair and the cold cold wind is right in your face all the time. And another thing - I'm always left in the pushchair while the shopping is unloaded. Only then can I get into the car. It's all very upsetting.

I had to go out AGAIN in the pushchair when we went shopping in Stratford. I had to be pushed around by Dad while Mum and Peter and Uncle Mark sat in a warm cafe. On the plus side Dad bought me a square of chocolate.

I am now ill. I went all floppy and put my head in Dad's lap. Then I coughed and was sick all over dad and the sofa and then all over my bed - twice. I had to get up at midnight tot read a few books and have nervous hiccups. Mum and Dad were the nervous ones.

Monday 20th December
Peter helped me lots today, first he let me sit in a big plastic box and then he put the lid over the box so that it made a little table. THEN he brought me some paper and pens and THEn drew me a little picture of a green square which he stuck to the front of the box with sellotape. THEN he brought me a plastic plate to use as a steering wheel. As I was sitting on a cushion I stayed in my box for ages.

In other news I kept Mum up all night with my bad dreams.

Sunday 19th December
I went on my bike this morning. We went to the park and I had to wrap up really warmly with my hat on and my coat done right up to the top. I only wobbled a bit and only fell off a little bit. I had to stop for a bit to go on the swings and stuff and then we went to he cafe. I pressed my cake into a billion bits - it was very funny.

I made a really good bus out of a box today. It was quite easy - I put a little cushion in the bottom and then curled up as small as I could inside and made bus noises. Eventually I got moved to a bigger "bus" as I was squashing the one that I was in.

At night time everyone in the whole family got into one bed and each person said goodnight to everyone else. I made pretend snoring noises.

Saturday 18th December
I have been very picky today. Some things have made me very grumpy and some things haven't. No one has managed to figure out a pattern for it. I've been very tired today though because I didn't sleep very well last night. My afternoon naps have been cut out, so I should be really tired all night, but I still woke up a few times last night.

My favourite new phrase is "read this book". It even works too - Dad read me the caterpiller book, the book about tractors and the book about animals. I made him read them upsidedown because I didn't want to move me or the book or him.

Friday 17th December
I am a month closer to being two today, as its my 1 year and 11/12ths birthday today. Thankfully Dad was able to rearrange his "trip" so that he is not going away on my birthday.

I walked all the way to the cobblers today to pick up Mum's mended shoe. Obviously I didn't go on my own as that would be rediculous. I walked by Mum's side splashing in all the puddles that I could all the way there and all the way back.

Thursday 16th December
I slept all night again last night (apart from a bit) - i think that's the third night in a row. Mum and Dad are probably getting complacent so I'd better give things a mix around tonight just to keep them on their toes.

I saw father christmas today and I wasn't exactly impressed. He doesn't seem to have much of an organisation behind him and I had to wait a really long time to see him. Still, I got some nice crayons.

Wednesday 15th December
I slept all night last night - i didn't even wake up for my usual 11.00 milk top up. It's all because I didn't have my afternoon nap. Myabe I've grown out of it. I suspect that Mum will be trying it again today, just to see.

I'm getting to be an expert and making clicking noises. It's not that I'm pretending to be a horse or anything, it's just a nice noise to make. Dad can make it too, and sometimes we have little clicky chats together.

I can take all my clothes off, so I do.

Tuesday 14th December
I got upset this morning because Dad and Grandad took Peter to school. I got so upset that I got myself half dressed and put my slippers on and made Mum take me out to met Dad and Grandad coming home again. THEN I made Dad carry me home on my shoulders, which he wasn't impressed with.

Later on I went to see Peter in his special concert. I said hello.

I played a good game with Dad this evening where I made Dad make me a motorbike out of some wooden meccano and then I repeatedly broke it and mended it. I said "Wheel" a lot too.

Monday 13th December
I have been very disagreeable today - mostly in the afternoon when Grandad came and spoilt my routine. I know he only sat in my house but he usually sat where I wanted to.

I can say "deeeeeelicious". I can say a lot of things. Sometimes even small sentences - like "stay in bath, not goto bed".

Sunday 12th December
I played a good game with Dad today with a little motorbike and some plastic blocks. First I drove the motorbike all around Dad's face and then he built me a wall to drive the motorbike through. It's a special bike that can be made to go very fast by pulling a string. Fairly soon we had it going up ramps, off the back of trucks and through walls. It was all very exciting.

I'm still ill though so I was a little bit wobbly today.

Saturday 11th December
I can't believe that i'm still ill. Neither could Dad who was looking after us this morning while Mum went for a swim. There were insense sticks lit this moring I can tell you - that's how ill I was. Peter looked after me too - he put a teletubbies video on and cuddled me very gently.

Later on Mum helped us make some christmas cards with lots of paint, glue and glitter. They all look very nice buttheoir exact description is a secret.

Even later on I cuddled Dad while he had a snooze on the sofa. Mum kept calling to him with questions and he kept saying that he wasn't asleep. But he was.

Friday 10th December
I'm still a little bit ill and wobbly and I haven't really eaten very much. Dad persuaded me to eat a little bit of breakfast by pretending that each mouthful was a helicopter or a digger or something. Sometimes he lets me decide which vehicle the food will be by offering me a choice, and very occasionally I decide on my own and make he noise and put the food in my mouth on my own. Which sort of defeats Dad's object.

Thursday 9th December
I'm still ill but I did say my first 5 word sentence today. Itwas "not bed stay in bath". Dadwas very impressed but he still felt that he had to over-rule me. Apparently it actually was bedtime. So we had to go to bed. He did read me a nice story about bears though.

I saw a picture of me today where I had a really really sad square face and it made me really sad. Mum had to show me a happy picture to cheer me up.

Wednesday 8th December
I'm still ill today - i've got very hot ears. There will be shenanigans at bedtime i'm sure.

Lots of people came to the house today and I'm sorry to say that I was a little bit grumpy because the spilled my toys all around the room. Mum was on hand to help tidy them away as new ones were being got out. It was just all too much for me.

When Dad came home I was very relieved to see him and led him by the hand to the sofa where I made him read me a book.

Tuesday 7th December
I have been really grumpy all day because I'm ill. I have an official right ear temperature of 39 degrees and I'm all floppy. I only perked up for a little bit when Dad camehome from work. The rest of the time I wa mostly unbearable.

The only best bit of the day was when Mum helped me draw a rainbow by gently guiding my hand. It turned out to be the best rainbow I ever drew.

Monday 6th December
I now know too many words to list. I also know too many combinations of words to list. I'm the first one to admit that Dad has been a bit rubbish about keeping track of them, but he hasn't had as much time on his hands as he had when he was listing all of Peter's words. Anyway - I can count to ten with words and say "Mixer" and any words that end in a "k" - that's what I've been practicing recently.

Dad helped me eat my tea by pretending that all the bits of sausage were vehicles of some kind or another. I've eaten so may big rig wheels today that I'm all full - and all while watching some rubbish about a flying car. I went back to my teletubbies book. I tried to talk to Dad about the windmill but he was busy sing to Peter.

Sunday 5th December
I had a lovely chat with Grandma this morning, Mum and Dad stayed in bed and Peter and I went down to look after grandma. We did some drawing and I drew my first ever proper face. It had eyes and ears and a mouth. It had a lot of hair too - I got a bit carried away with the hair because it covered the whole face at the end of drawing it.

I got cross on the way home and shouted loudly because I couldn't get out of my chair.

Saturday 4th December
I did lots of things today - apart from not sleeping all night and keeping Mum awake for most of the night, I managed to summon up enough energy to do an awful lot of running around the long places of the house, always stopping in the hallway to play little bits of piano playing in between the lounge and the kitchen.

The kitchen is unrestricted babywise as all the cupboards open with a single tug of the handle. I was teasing Dad my opening the cupboards and then waggling my eyebrows at him.

Friday 3rd December
I'm starting to do lots of sentances. They are usually quite short but i'm finding them quite useful for letting Dad and Mum know what I'm going on about. "go upstairs" - "go downstairs". and so forth. I'm going to try some out this weekend when we go to Grandma's house.

Thursday 2nd December
I can make a really good clicking noise with my tongue - I'm not pretending to be a horse, I'm just doing it for fun and profit. I'm getting really good at it too as I have been doing it a lot.

My favourite book at the moment is Mr. Magnolia. I insist on having it read to me every single night before bedtime. Dad lets me fill in soe of the words that I know too, like boot, flute, suit, rooty-toot and owl.

Wednesday 1st December
I may not have been paying full attention when I fell off the kitchen chair the other day, as today, even after Dadtold me several times not to mess about on the chair, I sort of slipped slightly and bit my lip quite hard. There was a lot of blood which went on my arm and face and Mum's jumper. MAYBE I won't do it again and next time MAYBE I will listen to Dad when he tells me stuff about things.

 

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