I'm a proud Grandmother.
Every day Bear does something that makes me laugh or gaze in wonderment at his new achievement. He is a really happy, mischievous little boy.
So what did he do this this week that made me so proud?
He hasn't been well for what seems like ages. Teething, cold, just off colour. This makes him short tempered and clingy.
I want to sit there, no not sit, carry me...not you! Put me down, pick me up...oh
Whatever we do will be wrong. It's been that sort of week. (Update - Bear went to the Dr's on Friday and has a sore throat and an ear infection. He needed antibiotics too. No wonder he was grumpy)
Wednesday was Tot's club and off we went a little late. We are always late! It was heaving. Every toddler from North Cardiff must have turned up.
We squeezed ourselves in and Bear went off to play. He found a nice little friend and they played happily at a table with tea cups, plates, that sort of thing. Then the inevitable happened...they both wanted the teapot. Neither was going to give in and a tug of war was about to develop when suddenly Bear let the boy have the teapot. He looked at Grandad and me, gave a huge smile and applauded himself! We, of course, praised him and he waited. It wasn't long before the other boy became bored with the teapot and Bear had his turn.
He could have pulled hard, he was slightly bigger than the other boy. He could have had a tantrum but no. He shared. What is more amazing is that he doesn't have to share at home or with us. He is an only child, everything is his.
That's why I am a very proud Grandmother.
|Playing nicely. They are about the same size, the other toddler is sitting down.|
|Still good friends....|
|Tug of war at it's best|
The weather has been quite dry but cold this week so we went to our local park but sadly the swings are gone and it's being refurbished. That is fantastic news but what I don't understand is that the sign says work will begin on March 21st, and it's already dismantled. Next week is half term, I wonder why they didn't wait another week?
|No Swings. Frame nicely painted though.|
|Work will start on March 21st, mmm it's only 11th February|
|No big swings either|
They did leave the wavy thing that I had no idea what it was. Bear knew and he's just the perfect height.
We tried painting this week. I really don't mind messy play at all so was happy for hands, face and more to get covered. Bear had other ideas. he hated it on his hands and just wanted to wash them. I will try again next week.
|Bear didn't like hand painting, or a brush, so straight to the sink to wash it off.|
What's Bear been saying this week?
Nothing as amazing as "Don't touch" last week;
Poon for spoon
I don't know mostly copying one of us saying it
Tick Tock at both digital and analogue clocks
He is starting to recognise colours. I quite often say things like "Green. Grass is green, and this ball, and your socks, they are all green" pointing to the object in question.
On Thursday I was giving him some orange and doing the same "this is orange, and that ball is orange and your cup is orange". Pointing to each in turn, and then he pointed to the orange fox on his dungerees!
He still refuses to call me Nanny. He just laughs if I ask him to say it. He is well aware of who we all are and will happily point at each of us in turn, including himself, when we say the names.
So I'm thinking of changing my name. I quite like Gorgeous or Darling, what do you think?