One of my most favourite things to do on holiday is to all sit about on the hunoungous hotel bed in the evenings and flick through the hotel TV and try to find a movie that’s on in English. It’s the best time ever and probably sounds a bit sad in equal measure. After all, I could stick a telly on our bedroom wall at home and get a super King sized bed for us all to lounge about on. There’s something a bit special about doing it on holiday though when everyone is relaxed, no-one has to get up for work and there’s no real bedtime.
This time was no different except for the fact that we had Baby E with us for the first time too. It was lovely watching the boys play together and bond a bit more with some sun thrown in as a lovely bonus. Baby E started cooing and coming out with more sounds and most of them were reserved for his big brother. Most conversations would go something like:
Baby E: “Gaga gaa goo gaa gaa” etc.
Little Z: “I really don’t understand what you’re saying.”
And so forth. Little Z doesn’t quite understand that his baby brother needs an adequate amount of space and will flit between almost smothering him and completely ignoring him when he gets a bit bored. Baby E, on the other hand, will try to drag himself about trying to follow his big brother and then screaming when his space is being invaded a bit too much. It’s interesting and a complete juggling act watching them and I think it’ll eventually morph into something that needs a bit of refereeing.
I think things are going to get very interesting over the next month as Baby E is on the verge of crawling. Z did it at eight months and I’m fully expecting something similar. I think it may be time to start barricading things like the TV!