We are bereft of pictures again, but after the fright we gave Mike with the last set this isn't necessarily a bad thing. I have a tendency to forget that, the Scottish North Eastern clan aside, our respective families aren't as used to seeing Luca immediately after laser surgery. Indeed, the very first time he had it (which seems a lifetime ago now) left me a little shellshocked. However, it is a temporary effect which calms gradually over a number of weeks.
Despite the initial discomfort caused by this session - he was more swollen than normal, and slightly tender too - Luca has been particularly affectionate of late. Kisses and cuddles are coming thick and fast, and all he wants to do is be around you 24/7. His current favourite activity is picking toys out of his reward bag. As advised previously, he's in the middle of potty training and we give him rewards for every set number of pee's and poo's "excavated" into his potty. He's taken up the challenge with relish, and it is particularly amusing to watch him place his potty in front of the television before spending a minute or so pushing one through in front of his cartoons! Perhaps we should just place a newspaper beside the potty for him from now on?
His lego has also taken precedence over other toys lately, and on every day for the past week he's insisted I build him a horsey. He studies what I do with great concentration, before replicating the process. Sort of. Have you ever seen the movie "The Fly"? Remember where the main character got into the chamber with a fly, and was transmorphed into a horrific mutated creature? That's what Luca's lego horses look like just now.
Try, try and try again is the credence here.
There's not been much else of note lately, the majority of our time has been applied toward domestic duties. Apart from a brief spell in Aberdeen, much of Saturday was spent at home cleaning/gardening and cooking. The only respite was late into the evening where we sat down to watch the remake of "Friday The 13th", which although perfectly perfunctable was so formulaic that it made us wish we were mowing the lawn again.
Sunday was similar, although Mara - our neighbour - popped round to see Carole (I escaped the girly chatter by retreating to the loft...). They've sold their house now, so we'll have new neighbours soon. We were lucky to have Mara and Rob, so likely we'll now get an ASBO family now for some form of purgatory!
Yesterday felt long - when are Mondays not long? - although the day closed with a highlight being the arrival of a DVD of the last few episodes of "The Big Bang Theory". This has had us addicted, although disppointingly we are nearing the end. We've now watched almost all of the 46 (!) episodes and can't recommend it highly enough. What will we do once it's over? For a start we promise to start answering the phone again....
**Useless fact of the day - Although many aren't fatal, around 34 aircraft per year crash. Which probably helps explain our choice to go to Centre Parcs in Nottingham next year for our holidays rather than abroad**
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