The week has been pretty mellow considering my wee man is getting up at crazy hours, falling asleep in his dinner and not eating anything much bar fruit yoghurt and of course CAKE.......always cake of any description, plus a bit of sand from his beach thrown in.
He does like climbing in sisters big pants - which can be treacherous for all involved.
A 1/2 litre of yoghurt was poured all over the kitchen and it took 3 times longer than normal to hang out the washing, as quick as I could get it up it was yanked down - he moved his slide around after me so he could climb up to yank clothes off which promptly 'cleaned' his sand pit.
No more room rearranging as yet. Archie has mastered 3 syllables so can now say - mo-ty-bike, and poo-fy-pat, LOL.
Above all he has been an absolute pleasure, his usual cuddly cosy self.
Yesterday we went to Cambo estate to the snowdrop walk - thought of his beautiful big brother and smiled.
Archie loved it, running wild in muck, throwing stones in the river, playing pooh sticks and eating cake in the cafe.
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