Imagination Continued

These are the questions I get from other parents at Savvy's nursery during pick up/drop off.

My answer to all of them: "Um [puzzled and embarrassed look] - No!"

1. How was London? [awkward pause] Weren't you in London this weekend?

2. Sorry to hear about your roof. [awkward pause] Didn't your roof fall in last night?

3. How is Savvy's eye doing? [awkward pause] Didn't she just have eye surgery?

The effective part of Sav's story telling goes against what many say, which is to stay away from the detail so as not to get caught out. The parent responds to my "No, sorry, Sav must have been telling stories":

1. On London: But she said you were meeting friends and you stayed at a lovely hotel with pictures of horses...?

2. On the roof: But she said it caved in during the night, waking up her brother who cried and cried and while you weren't hurt, you were covered in dust and you made her spend the morning hoovering up?

3. On the eye surgery: But she said they had to use teeny tweezers and a mask, and that now she has an eye patch to wear along with medicine to take to recover?

Pick on Mac Week

To follow the slag on Mac's neck strength...

Head & Shoulders anyone?

Are we feeding him enough? (beefcake!)

Ok, a cute one to finish to make up for being nasty.

Dobbie's

A garden centre with a top cafe and an outdoor play park. And a rare spot of February sunshine to share with friends and their kids after our Friday swimming lesson. Nice.

The big kids

The little ones (you can see Dob and I were a bit behind in producing number two!)

Head full of rocks?

We would have to describe Mac's neck strength/head control as "poor to poorest". Or, on a scale of 1 to 5 with 1 being lowest, we would place it -for a boy his age- at a 1 (only just).

That said, he is -as of today- producing real tears. Who needs to be able to lift ones head when you can get whatever you want by quivering your bottom lip and letting the tears flow?

Haste Ye Back to Arran

Mackinley Arran Roberts took his first voyage to his Dad's favourite island and middle-namesake, Arran, over a long weekend. Unlike our visit to Skye for Savannah Skye Roberts where we camped http://robdobhowardandco.blogspot.com/2007/06/when-skye-meets-skye.html, we stayed on Arran at Scotland's answer to Club Med - Auchrannie Resort with swimming pools, gyms, spas, halls, soft play and beaches. Unfortunately, the whole family was still in sick bay, and Sav developed an ear infection on the morning of our departure which actually ended up perforating/leaking and leading to an island doctor visit (ouch). So, not as many massages or swimming/tennis sessions or as much sleep as we were maybe all hoping for, but a good adventure nonetheless. We'll definitely be heading back.

New racket. She's chuffed.

Antibiotics have kicked in.

7 Weeks and All Smiles!

Ha! There's his fair share of tears and grizzle too, rest assured.

6 Week Update

At 6 weeks, Baby Mac can grab hold of things. Mostly mom's hair. He does good kicking on his change mat and likes a good session in the bath. His projectile milky barf is so powerful that it often clears the local area neat and clean and so goes undetected for a good while. There are nicer things to stumble across than a surprise barf patch, but alas.

Meanwhile, "almost four Savvy" is doing wonderfully as big sis.
Her role play continues to evolve. To understand the commitment required to participate in her scenarios, see Inception - many a layer to keep track of. She is working on her listening ears all of the time - but when she wants to make a point, she will. Her main ammunition for driving Mom and Dad mad - stronger than the withdrawal of her love, invitations to pretend parties, and stickers -is to move slooooooooooooooooooooooooooowly. She could lead any union in a slowdown for industrial action.

I think that makes me Robin...

Yppah Yadhtrib

That's Happy Birthday being barfed up.

Team Roberts has been ill for a span of 10 days. Sore throats, colds, coughs, all in turn and BAD.

And just as we were emerging from it all - a tummy bug hit. I was the latest beneficiary with the heaving starting last night - and everything came up from the past two days. Not quite the bday I was hoping for but at least Baby Mac has yet to be Ybab Cam...time will tell as he's last in line.

He's not always sleeping...

5 Weeks and 10 Pounds

Epidemiology for Toddlers

Savvy still calls chicken pox, picken chox. While she can't get the name right, she's doing some clever digging into epidemiology:

Sav: Who gave me picken chox?

Mom: Your friend, William.

Sav: Who gave him picken chox?

Mom: I think it was one of his friends at nursery.

Sav: And who gave it to them?

Mom: I am not sure.

Sav: What would happen if no one in the whole world had it to pass on?

Mom: ??? (Would it die out or live dormant and resurface???)

Sav: What if we had medicine to make sure no one could catch it? Then who would be the last to have it?

And on, and on, and on...

New Expressions

Savvy is getting more and more into her vocabulary and it's reaching new intellectual heights.

• She delivered her first spontaneous "Booyah!" recently. It's an unfortunate expression that her Dad seems to have resurrected from the 90s (80s?). Nevertheless, execution and arm motion to match were perfect.
• She shouted: "See you later, Sucker" at me as she and Dob ran past me on a race home from dinner out.
• To be fair, she also comes out with some lovely phrases. "You are most welcome" is one of the cutest.

More pics after the weekend.