Oh guys, I missed last month’s siblings post didn’t I? I’m a little bit sad about that but it doesn’t matter, I’m just going to jump straight back in.
I took these photos on a walk in the woods. We’d gone there mostly to reclaim some sanity on a busy weekend, but also because I wanted to see how easy it was to drive to so I can take the kids there on my own during the week. I think I’ve mentioned before that I now have my own car so in theory we can go anywhere we want even when Carl’s at work… but I’m quite a nervous driver, so that often limits our adventures.
It’s a really lovely wood, so hopefully we’ll be spending a lot more time there over the summer.
We were a little short on time, so we were going to stick to the main path that takes you on an easy circular walk through the woods and back to the car park. But, the gorgeous blue colour caught my eye and before we knew it we were jumping over tree roots and lifting the buggy of a ditch to get to it. Even a small patch of slightly past their best bluebells like this are so beautiful to see in real life, they take your breath away.
Looking at these photos, there’s no denying how much Ernie has grown. The girl’s still call him our baby, but he’s all toddler now really. He’s saying so many words! Well, he has his own words for things I guess is more accurate. If you’re familiar with the subtle differences in the different intonations of the ‘ba’ ‘bo’ ‘da’ and ‘de’ sounds he says then you can work out if he’s saying book, ball, bag, dog, Mabel (bubol), Dexter (the cat), Dada, Greta (deda). The girl’s love trying to interpret his baby language, but I’m not sure their translations are always to be trusted… (‘He’s saying ‘Mabel needs sweeties’ Mummy’)
Greta is in a bit of a transitional phase at the moment and depending on the day she is either telling me she’s a big girl like Mabel or ‘I’m a LITTLE girl! Three is a LITTLE number, REMEMBER!!’ (usually whilst stamping her foot). It must be difficult and a bit confusing being the middle child, bigger than Ernie but not quite as grown up as Mabel.
Ernie has started to copy the girls and join in with some of their games (as a more willing participant than he used to be). Hearing him shriek with joy as he dances with them in the living room is so lovely. He holds out his hands to Mabel to be swung around and he absolutely loves it. He thinks it’s hilarious to get into his little bed and pretend to go to sleep, so one of their best games is to pretend he’s the baby and the girls are the adults who put him to bed and then, a few seconds later, get him up in the ‘morning’.
What I love the most about them is that they all take care of each other. No one would ever steal just one cookie from the cupboard… it’s always three. Even Ernie will bring in an orange each for Mabel and Greta when he wants one (which is all the time because he’s obsessed with oranges). Don’t get me wrong, they fight and they do crazy things to each other for sure, but those subtle little moments of sibling love so precious.
And then they were off…
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