Today is Monday the 17th JAnuary 2011. That's right almost a whole year since I began this blog and apart from the first entry and some photos from our trip to England (which I need to add, I don't even remember posting and am confused as to how they got there) there is zip. Lucy is now almost 4 and Oliver almost 2. That's a year of memories that I never got around to recording but I aim to do better. 2011 is a new year. Also aim to get to know this site better and learn some computer skills along the way. Some of you have such cool blogs so suggestions as to how to jazz my page up and include photos are most welcome.
My memories for today are Lucy's first swimming lesson. She is such a cautious wee thing, I remember being exactly the same at her age, although PRETENDED to be more carefree as a teenager. Truth is I was just as scared just better at making it look cool, calm and collected. Anyway, watching Lucy in the pool today wearing googles for the first time and pushing herself to take risks like blowing bubbles and letting go of the wall was so precious. She hasn't learnt how to mask her fear as aloofness yet and every little emotion is clear as day on her face. Loved watching her confidence grow and even cuter listening to her retell the lesson in detail to her Dad over dinner and then Nanna Raeanne in a bedtime phone call.
Oliver at 22 months is still not talking. He can say 'no' in a cute french accent and 'mummy' when he is in the midst of a tantrum but the rest of his communication is done with hand signs such as both palms out meaning 'all gone' or 'I don't know.' He rubs his head to show us he's hurt himself. It's always the head regardless of where on his body he hurt. He points and shouts to tell us"a plane!" or "a truck" or "I want something from in there." He says sorry by giving the person a hug and he giggles to say "yes please" It's all quite gorgeous really and I'm not worried about his lack of speech...yet. Although he is starting to show signs of frustration at not being able to communicate his needs and I could do with out the tantrums that result. But the memory from today that made me smile with Oliver was watching him with a toy phone to his ear have a pretend conversation, without using words. I wish I could have videoed it. There were gestures, giggles, lots of hmm hmm's and then he did something that I know he learnt from me and that is going and standing in front of the mirror while carrying on his conversation. He leaned against the wall looking ever so handsome and I suddenly saw him as an 18 year old. Which in itself is lovely seen as I have serious doubts he is going to live that long with his dare devil ways.
Anyway those are my memories from today that hopefully i'll read again in a years time and be so glad I recorded. Today has been blessed.
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