New living-room

So our landlord agreed to re-decorate the living-room, with David’s help. We spent a lot of time at ikea too…
old bookcase with new doors:
It’s not quite all finished yet, as you can see, the door needs painting. I’m working my way through various tasks, including changing the toilet seat this morning, which was as unpleasant as it sounds. I couldn’t get the old one off very easily, and ended up sawing through the bolt. The boys were happily killing each other and screaming in their room while I did all this.

We went to a wedding in Norwich on the weekend, and caught up with old friends. We had a really lovely time, though didn’t get enough photos! Here is a couple of pictures of Ollie with a table decoration he seemed to like a lot, from lunch on the way back from Norwich.


Behavioural catch-up

So I haven’t posted for a while, which is mostly due to being too busy! You wouldn’t think so, it being the holidays, but we have embarked on re-decorating the living-room, which is done, mostly, but we haven’t moved back in properly yet. In fact we seem to be mosly living at Ikea these days. Anyway, that would be a very boring story to tell you in detail, so let’s get down to the nitty gritty.

The good news first is that Thomas is gradually behaving better and better. He now occasionally backs down from an argument, saying “awwwww, al-roight”. He has even said “sorry, mummy” on occasion, when he felt he behaved particularly badly! His singing is getting better and better, and I’ve heard him singing “My Johnny was a Shoemaker” (folky tune) pretty accurately and his brother’s name “Ollie-Bollie” to the tune of the Hallelujah Chorus from Handel’s “Messiah”! His vocabulary is also broadening, so we had the following conversation: “Mum, I need that thing that you look through!” Me: “Do you mean the periscope?” Thomas: “No, not the periscope, the thing we got from the Early Learning Centre!” Me: “Oh, you mean the magnifying glass!” Thomas: “That’s right!”. He can also read the words “No” and “The” and on good days he can read the words “cat, you, and dog”. Oh, and he can spell out his own name.

Ollie is also coming along, in that he copies lots of words now. Unfortunately, he has been throwing frequent and terrible tantrums, some of which are just hilarious, and some are wearing and traumatising to witness. He gets easily frustrated when things don’t go his way. He has also become quite clingy, and cries when David or I leave the room. He is fine at toddler groups, and I don’t see him for most of our time there. The best thing he does at the moment, is try to sing “Walk Like an Egyptian” by The Bangles. This is the cutest thing to witness, and I’ll try to capture it on video for a post. Also, he has been hitting Thomas and me less and less which is great. He has started a strange thing where he will bite me, but not in anger, if anything it’s like an affectionate gesture, when I cuddle him, or pick him up to carry him somewhere. I’ve been trying to ignore it, at most saying “don’t bite” almost in passing, without getting excited about it, but if it becomes any more painful, I’ll have to tell him not to in my stern mummy voice.

As for me, I’m feeling a bit better about everything, and have relaxed into two-toddler-chaos. I’ve even had my hair cut with two blue bits dyed in, but they aren’t that noticeable. I’ve put studs back in my ears, where I haven’t worn earrings for many years. We still haven’t sorted out my tachycardia attacks, as the GP hadn’t received the ECG from A&E when I went to see her, but she did weigh me, and I’m just shy of 9 stone, which is I think my heaviest pre-motherhood weight. I’d like to be a stone lighter than this. Just for the record, I’ve been cutting up old sheets to use as dishcloths, and some of Ollie’s baby towels to use as flannels for the boys. I mention this purely as a record in case you are wondering what on earth I’m blethering on about.