Happy 3rd birthday

Wee Man was 3 last week. He's a bit tractor crazy so deciding his present was easy. 

It was a big hit and he watched a film sat on it later on. It has made it's way outside now thankfully. 

He got a few more tractors and diggers to add to his collection. Here are just a few. 

First courgette

A few weeks ago Wee Man and I planted some herbs and veg plants. Today we harvested our first courgette. 

3 months old!

Wee Lass was 3 months old yesterday! I don't know where the time has gone. 

She has had a few slow growth weeks because of her tongue tie and not very efficient feeding, but we had a good weigh in this week. She had put on 9.5oz in the last fortnight and is now 10lb 5.5oz. She is holding her line on the growth chart nicely - it's just a dinky line - between the 2nd and 9th percentile. 

She also rolled from her front to her back twice - the first time I put her down for tummy time. Clever girl :-)

Last day of playgroup

Last Thursday was Wee Man's last day in playgroup. He has had a great time there and loved going (mostly to play with scoop).

His teacher and teaching assistants have been fantastic - always cheerful and supportive. We made them a little present to say thank you (just spotted I forgot to put mouths on them - doh). 

I asked Danny to describe them and got some fantastic quotes:

Mrs Pritchard...

Mrs Green...

Miss Taylor...

Selective hearing

Me: i need you to be a good boy at bed time because daddy is at work. 

Wee Man: looking out the window/at his toys/anywhere but me. 

Me: listen to me. I need you to be a good boy at bed time because daddy is at work. 

Wee Man: looking out the window/at his toys/anywhere but me. 

Me: what did I just say?

Wee Man: be a good boy and you'll get a kinder egg.

Me: hits head in hands. 

Sibling love

They are very fond of each other. Wee Lass's first big smile was for her big brother. 

Future career: spy?

Wee Man could take up a career as a spy! I've got all his birthday party stuff in the spare room. I popped in there the other day while he was on the iPad - just to turn the printer on - 30 seconds max. Turned round and he was in the middle of the spare bed with his hands in the box of party stuff.

Then today he was in the garden and I took the fondant dumper truck I've been making for his birthday cake out the cupboard to show Big Man and he was there within seconds saying "wow a dumper truck!"  The good thing is he recognised what it was. But my god he's quiet when he wants to be!

If you ask him what he wants to be he says "farmer and digger man". He's selling himself short I think.