Last night an hour after going to bed Bea was still awake singing.
I suggested counting (ignored the sheep bit, as that would have generated far too many questions); Bea’s response…? “Can I count in Spanish?”!!
I of course said yes, wondering what was about to happen, and she dutifully started counting in Spanish! Apparently her eldest brother had been teaching her…?!
Tonight I was told Spanish counting doesn’t work so I left her racing up the English number tables instead!
Daddy and Bea went into town for no apparent reason. Few little things to pick up but essentially a ramble and wander and chat.
Bea loves a coffee shop (I think this implies Mummy does too! :-)), and asked to stop somewhere for a slurp.
I suggested going to a different place to the usual one Mummy and Bea go to, and we found one in a bookshop!
We sat opposite each other on a tiny table in the middle of everyone, and started chatting.
I managed to pull out my phone and surreptitiously took lots of photos whilst she jibber jabbered. She was wonderfully animated so “stitched” the photos together into the moving image below:
Mummy and Daddy (mostly Mummy) have been caring for a little girl who has had a bad earache for a week now – every two hours she is in agony – just what any little person needs on their birthday!
Still, as expected, Bea just cracked on with it, crying when she needed to and bouncing around like a happy monkey when the medicine had kicked in.
We had decided a new “big girls” bed was needed, and despite our best efforts kept coming back to the biggest and most expensive bed we could find, eventually biting the bullet/wallet and ordering it AND TWO mattresses… more on that shortly.
Daddy worked from home on her birthday (formally taking a half day holiday for all those people who are screaming “ShirkingFromHome!”), and built the bed whilst she was with Grammie.
Aside from running her to the Doctors for a quick check up we managed to get the bed up, and the room tidied for her arrival.
Mummy came up with the idea to wrap the door (how much wrapping paper does a bed need…?!?!), so in the video below we see Bea all very excited and then super happy when she clambers aboard. I love the bit where she thinks the pull-out trundle/sleepover bed is in case she falls out… clever thinking!! 🙂
And a photo capture too:
More cycling today while Ollie was doing basketball.
Turns out she’s grown, and the seat needed moving much higher. In turn it became apparent that she was way too close to the handlebars. Methinks she is too tall for this bike!
She’s getting really good with the brakes, so I told her so. At one point she quite innocently said, “will you teach me how to wheelie”! I thought this was hilarious, which amused Bea. I had a go on her bike and showed her a little wheelie (you have a go at a 10″ wheeled bike and do a damn wheelie!!), and then she had a quick go. Unsurprisingly she doesn’t have the strength to lift the bars, but she did try!
Used to piece straws together with the boys to make massively long straws across tables – think it started in a cinema many years ago when sharing a large fizzy drink.
Anyway, realised Bea needed to appreciate the fine art of straw joining so here we see her with her first “two-er” straw for her apple juice.
Grandma and Grandad bought Bea a train set for Christmas. She was desperate to get it out as soon as we returned home.
Both boys were strangely intrigued too and “helped”/played alongside.
After this video was made the track was rerouted through a bridge, under a chair and had a hill installed!
She loves it!
Boys came home today much to Bea’s delight. She has been bouncing off the walls, almost running between each of them gasping for interaction such has been her desire to be with them.
At our “2nd Christmas Lunch” we dutifully had all the trimmings including crackers.
Bea decided that everyone’s cracker crown needed their name written on it.
Bea: (comes rushing into bedroom) Are you ready to go out Daddy?!
Daddy: (naked, about to step in shower) Do i look ready?
Bea: No. Please get ready.
Daddy: I am.
Bea: Do it quicker.
Daddy: Pardon?!
Bea: Get ready, just do it quicker.
Daddy: Err, you’re not my boss.
Bea: Yes I am. Hurry up.
What have we created…?!?
Happy Christmas everyone!
Bea brought her Father Christmas filled stocking in to discover.
The dog needed a run while Mummy got ahead of the feast preparation for Christmas Day, so Bea and I braved the foreboding skies and took to a favoured isolated loop where there’s a couple of rope swings near the end.
The walk started in bright sunshine and within five minutes had dramatically changed into a monster downpour. We chased into the cover of the woods and found the deepest puddles we could.
By the time we reached the swings the sun had returned with no sign of a rain cloud anywhere!
Such was the sun’s vigour we couldn’t really see where we were going or how deep the puddles were! Cue wet socks and trousers:
