With blogs now being entered as often as Gordon Brown spells fallen soldiers names correctly (too topical?) then I imagine you're a little surprised to see todays photograph NOT feature a certain shaggy headed toddler. We had a works quiz night recently and above is the picture taken of the rabble at our table. Everyone looks relatively upright in this picture so I imagine it was taken relatively early in the evening. Heres a little game for you to play - which individual in this photograph was so drunk by the end of the night they fell down the steps on their way out and broke two ribs?
I'm just back to work today after taking Friday off - my second day off of last week. As always I find myself with innumerable holidays still to take as the year end rapidly approaches. Not a terrible situation to be in granted!
It's been a relatively quiet time since my last post, with the usual toddler and dog related incidents to keep us on our toes. Luca's nightmares have increased again of late, with the latest resulting in terrified screams emanating from his bedroom. Due to this I went flying through to find him curled in a ball in the top corner of his bed. "What is it?" I asked breathlessly while simultaneously scanning his room for anything (or anyone) untoward. "It's Mr Froggy" he blubbed, "Mr Froggy is scratching my toes!". How do you respond to that? After taking his bed apart to prove that there was no "Mr Froggy" hiding within I eventually settled him back down.
I adore the fact he continues to give us so much ammunition to humilate him with when he brings home his first girlfriend.
That said, I'm not sure that day is far off - he and Sky (who have been best buddies since he started at nursery) are very close and seem to hug each other with great regularity. Indeed, she's about the only one he doesn't beat up right now!
I exaggerate of course, but he seems to have been a little overly physical of late whilst at nursery. Obviously we're hoping this is just a phase, but if it's not we'll simply train him up to become a boxing world heavyweight champion. See, I can think laterally!
We unfortunately missed the firework display on Saturday due to time constrictions. I was in the city earlier in the day to watch Aberdeen win (a rarity these days) with Dad (again a rarity these days), and with the fact we were having dinner with friends in the evening left it to be an impractibility. Still, Luca and I watched the fireworks in the distance from our living room window as his Mum cooked (a tasty Thai curry). "Ooooohhh" was his reaction as the sky exploded.
Sima's reaction was naturally different. As every bang sounded she scurried ever further into her safe spot behind the kitchen bin. Poor pup.
On Sunday, as Carole rested her hungover body, Luca and I drove through to Aberdeen to visit the brand new shopping centre, "Union Square" (for Kelly and Lucy's benefit it's a massive complex situated between the train and bus station). Our main duty was to exchange a pair of boots Carole had purchased the previous week, but due to the (highly surprisingly) early hour we arrived the shop hadn't even opened. Luca was nonplussed with this as he sprinted around the almost empty centre with his signature call of "follow me" echoing round every bend.
Obviously his stamina does have limits though (as does mine) so when I noticed the cinema was open I took us in for a look. Highly coincidentally a special kids showing of "Ice Age 3" had just started so after stocking up with a pick'n'mix Luca and I ventured into Screen 8 for his very first movie at the cinema.
Yep, he loved it. He sat on my knee throughout munching his chocolate as the huge images on screen flashed above him. He kept quiet and still throughout, with his silence only interrupted by his occasional call of "Bad dinosaur!". He did bump his head on my chin at one point too when a dinosaur burst onto the screen causing his first cinema scare.
Later that day he got a chance to visit his grandparents too - albeit briefly due to tiredness causing (what is now commonly known) as his "meltdown"
**Useless fact of the day - The heaviest dinosaur was Brachiosaurus at 80 tonnes. It was the equivalent to 17 African Elephants. Brachiosaurus was 16m tall and 26m long and is the largest dinosaur skeleton to be mounted in a museum.**
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