It's been a bit of a manic couple of months here in the Porter Cupboard. I've barely had time to scratch my head, let alone write anything.
Isaac has started school, at the ripe old age of 3. His teachers are wonderful and he is really enjoying it. Tomorrow he will be staying for lunch after his usual morning session. Unfortunately it's chicken sausages and fruit salad, which may cause some upset, and it will be at least a week until chicken nuggets and ice cream are on the menu again.
Every afternoon Leigh asks him what he did at school. The conversation goes something like this:
Leigh: "What did you do at school today, Isaac?"
Isaac: "play."
Leigh: "who did you play with?"
Isaac: "Franco-cisco."
Leigh: "and what game did you and Francisco play?"
Isaac: "running around and falling over."
And thus ends the discourse. His teachers assure me that he plays with all the children and joins in with all the activities on offer every day, but clearly the real highlight is his little bit of rough and tumble with this small Portuguese boy.
Adam is finally beginning to communicate with us. He is signing a few signs, especially "all done" when he's finished eating and said "car" this week for the first time. Quite a milestone, as it's his first word other than "mumma" and "daddy." The poor little mite is also cutting his 2 year molars though, so has been in absolute agony at night. Hopefully they'll be through quickly and not cause him too much more pain.
Little Benjamin is still sleeping all night and feeding very well. He loves his toys and watching us going about our business and is very tolerant of his older brothers' antics.
Sunday, 9 November 2008
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