Hello Little Z,
I may have completely forgotten to do your monthly update till today. It’s not my fault, or entire routine has gone out the window during these summer holidays and it’s been one lazy fun filled week after another. I don’t think you’re going to be that keen to go back to pre-school. Or a decent bed time! You’re now 3 years and 8 months and I suppose we should start gearing up for your 4th birthday. Its ages yet though. 4 months is ages and still very much in 3 so I’ll just stay in denial for a tiny bit longer.
We’ve had some fun trips out including one last week to Eureka. You loved it so much I had to physically try to drag you out of there to no avail. We eventually made it to the car with you clinging to one of my legs. Your Daddy really wants to go now too. I’m not sure how I’ll ever get the two of you out of there.
This month you’ve really loved entertaining us with your newest type of chatter; that of story telling. You insist all day long that one of us should tell you a story and, amazingly, you will sit sill for ages wide eyed and listen to us make up stories on the spot. You love having a go yourself too and every story starts “Once upon a time” and off your imagination goes into all sorts of weird and wonderful directions.
We are slightly concerned that you have somehow learnt all about the concept of death. We have no idea where you have picked it up from and we’re pretty sure neither CBeebies nor Nick Jr. ever really talks about it. You now incorporate someone’s death into your stories but they’re usually ok again within the next breath which is a relief. It sounds a bit eery for someone so small to be talking about death so anytime you want to stop doing it is fine by us.
A bit of a scary thing happened the other day when you were sat in my lap rubbing your eye. I noticed a bit of blood on the back of your hand and then noticed your eye was bloody. Reacting in shock made you burst into tears as we tried to examine the inside of your bleeding eye whilst whisking you off to urgent care. It was a bit freaky looking at you crying bloody tears but thankfully it’s meant to be a common thing that happens when children run their eyes a bit too hard. A 4 hour wait later we wearily trundled back home again and collapsed into bed feeling a bit daft. Still. Bloody eyes are a bit scary. You’re enjoying telling people about your time in the waiting room though, particularly the tale of one drunken man who needed to be pinned down by 4 policemen. Not something a 3 year old sees everyday. It took about an hour to calm him down and you spent a bit of time with your hands over your ears to block out his shouting.
It feels like the calm before the storm at the moment. The next few months will be filled with your uncles wedding, a trip up to Scotland and some more hopefully exciting things that are in the process of being sorted. It could mean a pretty different 2015 so it’s all a bit daunting right now. We’re handling it by …errr…mostly ignoring it all really which is an excellent tactic in my book. What shall be shall be eh!
So until next time, I shall leave you with a few of my fave pics of Eureka. No doubt next month I will be panicking about all the last minute wedding arrangement. Mmwah!