A rambling, nonsense post no doubt but a lovely opportunity to spill out thoughts & ideas, this is the best way for me to clear my head. To write. To journal. To think. I prefer to do it with the wind in my face & the water in my view but you learn to adapt quickly when you become a mama. The longer it takes to accept this, the harder the journey. I'm still learning & struggling with this one.
Little M is rockin' my world at the moment. He plays for short periods with the little imaginative scenes I set up & together he loves to play at feeding the animals in the barns or 'rol rol rol' rolling the playdough. We make 'shna' snails & he especially loves it if we have real snail shell to use for them. He's so very gentle. Not though with the blocks ~ every chance he gets... 'bang bang' down they tumble. That game never lasts very long, I'm not so keen.
His words are just incredible, sweet P & I were talking about Italy (again) the other night. Little M was interrupting & I casually said to him 'can you say Italy'? right away his expression changed, he formed his lips & tongue around it & said 'taly' then made several move attempts. Now it's one of his (& mine) favourite things to say.
The boy stirs.....