It's just been one of those tough weekends where everyone in the household is a little (actually more than a little) under the weather. My usually sunny little boy has been having unsettled night sleeps with long night waking mainly consisting of screaming inconsolably.
He woke crying yesterday morning, but after 30 minutes of on/off/on he was smiling and chatting to himself as is his usual disposition. A mid morning drive to Dominion Rd for window fittings had him wailing for two thirds of the journey. By the time we got home, got him fed and in bed I was exhausted. He rewarded us with a lovely 2 and a 1/2 hours nap.
On the way to see my folks he chucked up. It appeared that he felt a a whole lot better after the vomit since it didn't phase him at all and he was all smiles for his grandparents. He ate a big serve of rice, vegetables, tofu and mince whilst there, but after 1 and a 1/2 hours he started to grizzle and was not interested in being charming anymore. When we wouldn't leave he started waving at everyone - his very clear communication of what he wanted! After a round of high fives we drove home. He didn't want dinner, and went to bed at 18:30 somewhat easily. So yes, four seasons in one day!
I had a bit of a meltdown this morning with the apartment looking like a child had been on a rampage, so jef sent me off for a walk with Kien while he cleaned the place.
We strolled through Western Park; meandering around the different paths made me feel as though I was in a forest in the middle of nowhere.
We did encounter a dog, and Kien's new thing is to point at dogs and say "dog".
Don't ask me why he decided to do this?!?
These shoes have been so abused by Kien, but they are still going strong. It will be so sad when we have to retire them as these are his first walking shoes.
He looked at me with his grubby little face making my heart melt.
