On Monday Bear helped me make Blueberry Muffins. Now I'm not the best baker so he couldn't really mess it up and they are so easy to make anyway. I halved the amount of sugar so they were toddler friendly and used frozen blueberries. The problem with frozen blueberries is that when they thaw lots of lovely blue juice runs out.
|I helped with the blueberries!|
Bear helped with the blueberries and the cases. He tasted the sugar (mmm nice) the flour (mmm not sure and confusing because he was looking for flower) and the salt (mmm nice too).
He stirred the egg and helped sift the flour. It's a shame he's too young for raw eggs because licking the cake mix is the best part.
The kitchen ended up a mess but he just loves to help.
He even likes cleaning at Tots club.
It's been quite sunny and warm this week in-between the showers so we have spent more time in the garden and the local park. Bear has watched ants crawl and found a dead ladybird. He uncovered some worms and bent down to give them a kiss! Oh no, kissing worms is not good.
|Worms that were hiding and Bear wanted to kiss|
|Blueberry stains on his mouth, a handful of soil and pointing at wind chimes. What more could a toddler want?|
|All wrapped up against the cold|
|Sat on the steps watching the world go by|
After my failure to see anything during the Big Garden Birdwatch (you can read about it here), this week we have had lots of visitors including Bluetits, Jays, Magpies and Pigeons.
|Photo taken through the kitchen window of a Pigeon eating seeds. .|
Bear hit a milestone this week. He's been chattering away for ages, he mimics everything we say but this week it was different. He practised his first sentence. Don't Touch!
Do we say it to him so often that it's the first thing he thought to say?
I have a side table next to the sofa where I sit that has a few bits and pieces on it. The land phone, the TV remotes, a collection of letters that need to be replied to, that sort of thing. Bear has been told from an early age not to touch, it's Nanny's. He completely ignores me of course because who can resist such delights?
On Thursday Bear stood by my table and pointed at each item in turn and said "Don't touch!" then wandered away.
Later in the afternoon he was sat on the bottom step tapping his feet. He wanted to go to bed for a nap and had placed Grandads boots and his wellies on the step. I automatically picked them up and put them on the floor.
"Don't touch!" he scolded. He then picked up his wellies and whilst saying don't touch he put them back onto the step, then onto the floor. "Don't touch!" he said again looking straight at me.
"OK" I replied "I won't touch. I will leave them there. Lets go to bed". Bear climbed the stairs and I managed to take a quick photo before chasing after him.
I think it won't be long before I can begin a "what the toddler said" series of posts!