Yeah, it’s about time I took part again in Tara Cain’s wonderful Gallery.
And I knew I had to when I saw this week’s theme.
I know I’ve featured this photo, & others in the sequence, on this blog before - but for “My Awesome Photo” there can be only one:
Jake & Ellie, 1 day old, born 3 weeks prematurely: Together then, now & forever.
They were 19 months on Wednesday: closer to 2 years old than they are to 1!
We were sitting in the garden just yesterday (with our coats on) wondering “How the hell did that happen?” & “Where did the time go?”.
Well, I was anyway. They were mostly stomping on the garden’s last surviving flower.
They’re at an age now where they like imitating what they see us do, & trying to do things for themselves rather than have everything done for them.
Yesterday we were all wiping the sofa with baby wipes – that Ellie had very helpfully emptied out of the full, new packet. Many of the – mostly unidentifiable (thankfully) – stains had been there for a considerable time. And we did a pretty good job.
They also like wiping spilt drinks (& other liquids) from the floor, & their mouths after eating, & their faces in the bath. Teeth-cleaning time is now much easier.
Jake loves following me around the garden helping me water the plants. So last night he saw a watering can next to a house-plant on the stairs, & decided to pick it up & water the thirsty & neglected plant for Daddy!
I was delighted - until I saw that, imitating what he’d seen in the garden, he was busily watering the carpet around the pot & not the soil inside it!
It’s the thought that counts? And the carpet needed cleaning anyway….
Kids, eh?
Jake has had his first ever haircut; it was getting a bit long & wild (as is mine…). We tried to get him a 1950s-style short back’n'sides – we think it really suits him!
Ellie now has a centre parting with less of her gorgeous hair in her eyes, & she looks great with bunches! She still needs more off tho I think.
I’ll try to get some decent photos soon – if I can!
I have this photo as my iPod lock screen, & it occurred to me that it seems to be crying out for a caption!
So, over to you; leave your suggestions in the comments & the wittiest / craziest / most pithy / most accurate will definitely win a prize. I just don’t know what it is yet…
(There's also a loving, hard-working Mummy around here, but she values her privacy a little more than I do, apparently).
