I take no pain killers and attend the ulcer clinic once a week. I can walk and drive as normal and therefore I am able to look after Peter again, with the nurse's blessing.
It has been a while since I posted about this little fellow:
Here he is, playing with his grandpa when he should be eating his breakfast.
Now don't you just love those big blonde curls and big blue eyes. Boy he is going to break a lot of ladies' hearts later.
Eat your 'shreddies' and 'wheetabix' up, there's a good lad.
Earlier he found 'bobble hat' and put it on and was running all over the place squealing whenever he saw himself in the mirror . . . . he has a great sense of fun. Shame the photo is blurred. He moved so fast.
I took him into the garden and we had a lot of fun and I gave him a little dustpan and brush and he swept up the leaves . . . . he loved it.
He is very inquisitive too as can be seen when shining this torch onto the ceiling.
He did something which surprised me yesterday morning. I was sitting in a chair and he got hold of my finger and led me out of the chair and into the next room, still holding my finger. He got his changing mat and put it onto the table and then got a nappy and some baby wipes plus a bag of waste bags and gave them to me and then he put his hands out for me to lift him up and change him. I thought how clever for 18 months and made a big fuss of him. Next stop potty training.
All together . . . awww !
