I apologise for the drought of new posts over the last few weeks, it's been a little busy around these parts. What with chasing after Forest Gump here ("run, Forest, run") and dealing with the worst nappies I've ever seen in my puff (for 3 weeks) and having the winter vomiting virus spread through the house (and guests), the blog has suffered a little.
Which is a shame because we've had some really memorable moments.
First off, the walking. Looking back on the blog the last couple of posts were set around the time he'd taken his first real steps, that I missed despite being in the room (I'm not bitter about it, honest), so we've seen some real advances here. It wasn't long at all between those first drunken like steps to full on running. The rate of development was astonishing, one minute he's just balancing, the next he's walking with purpose, the next he's off at a hundred miles an hour, taking corners better than Lewis Hamilton.
Steps are so passe. We don't climb those any more, we walk up them. The only thing is the legs are a bit too short at the moment, so he needs a little help from Mummy or Daddy for balance, but we only use feet to climb stairs now, not knees. Unles we're not there then knees will just have to be suffered because the climb is much more important than the method!
Words. A more recent event - there's a definite "Daddy" in there along with a certain "Mamma". And a noise tonight that was almost perfectly n tune with the Hollyoaks theme tune.
A short post for a lot of goings-on, hopefully now we're past the busy and traumatic periods there will be more regular updates!
