Oh how they change...

It's pretty amazing to stop and think about where the time has gone since my little man was born... He's four this year - it feels like no time and a lifetime, all at the same time... I was looking for some images for a client from last year earlier, and came across the truck photo below, and thought it'd be interesting to do a comparison...

So that's Seb with his first Tonka, the one I stood on and near died / split it in half... He'd been two for about three months. Still has that concentrated 'tongue out of the mouth' running with trucks face on...

This one is from a few weeks ago, different park, different truck... Same manic run (he's on two wheels for this one!)

They grow up so quickly... Don't miss it... Buy Milkshakes...

I did it my way...

I have a *nearly* three year old, and there's something I've come to understand - that is, for him to learn I need to involve him in *almost* everything, and, as a result, he's very interested in all that we do and he's also very inclined to want to try these things himself. One thing he HAS to do him himself is get breakfast ready... It's 6:47am and he's dragged me out of bed - this is after him coming in and kicking me out of my own bed at 2am... I'm in his bed, I don't fit, but I'm asleep! Grabbing my hand, he proceeds to try pulling me out of bed "DAAAAD! BREAKFAST!!!" Yeah, I'll be having an espresso first my man... I make my coffee whilst he potters about, then, as ever, I hear the chairs in the kitchen being shuffled about - I thought I'd document his little morning ritual... Who else has a mini-person that insists on making breakfast?

The chair to reach the oats...

I have your oats on my head!

I need a pan, dadda?

...and the lid!

Mmmm... Oats (He always eats a handful raw)

I know where the milk goes, in my tummy!

...then go 'looking for drumsticks'

You can see how I work in the mornings when M goes to work - from wherever I can, in this case, perched atop the coffee grinder. Yeah.

The beach and strange sleepings

It is our second last day here in Tunisia and I'll miss it... It was an uncertain factor when we arrived, almost arriving to a third world type country out side the inhabited bits... The people are helpful and friendly and not to pushy, the beaches are brilliant (as long as you stay away from the tourist bits : see pic below for HOW far away we stayed.. The touristy but starts at the big White hotel whereas we have a fisherman near us ) and when you don't cook yourself, the food is great (our apartment manager organised a lady from nearby to cook us lunch which actually lasts three days! For a stupidly low price) ...anyway, I could go on about this place for ages, but what I wanted to say was about these strange sleepings Seb has been taking!! He has changed and so hates bedtime at night, wakes at 5am and then, if we go to the beach after breakfast, after about ten minutes of me swishing him over waves and such, he falls asleep on my shoulder... We bought one of those sun shade tents like a big reflector, it folds into a circle (imagine me, day one, massive rectangular reflector on the tourist part of the beach in high wind trying to fold it up!!) anyway, boy is fast asleep in the shade totally chilling spread out like a star fish in his little rashy...