January | 2016 | mylittlecheekymonkey

Back in mid-2015 I started a series of posts to document all the small “firsts” that my little man had completed during the month. They didn’t have to be earth shattering, just fun things that I could look back on and that would make me smile on a grey day. These would capture the good, the bad and the ugly moments. So far the ones that I have written have certainly ticked that box. So, Harry, what have you been up to in December?

Went on your first train ride, and it just happened to be a steam train, and it was the Santa Express. Three firsts all at the same time! Were you excited? Well, not as much as Mummy. After the wide eyed reaction as the train pulled away from the station you didn’t really pay much more attention. Even when we got to the destination to meet Santa you weren’t really bothered.
Cried until you were sick – a full on temper tantrum. And what was it over? A bl**dy triceratops plastic figure!!!!! Your obsession with dinosaurs is getting a little out of control. I have a complete love hate relationship with your plastic dinosaurs. Mostly they entertain you for hours, but wo betide me if we leave them anywhere or – as was the case this time – we even suggest that you share them. Thank you my fellow mummy friend for wiping up his sick. I owe you one (kiss).
Wore underpants (and then poo’d in said underpants). Things had been going pretty well in the potty training department so I bought you some dinosaur print underpants and decided to go for it over xmas. After a few successful attempts I popped you in your big-boy pants and then sent a rather smug text to Daddy. No sooner had I pressed send than I heard the words “Mummy, I’ve poo’d”. Yuck, cloth….a whole new world of pain! Parenting dilemma….bin or wash???
Made friends with a turkey (although you thought it was a chicken) at the Chester Zoo Lantern Walk. Of all the illuminations and attractions there, I thought you would be terrified by it. Instead we couldn’t get you away from it.
Watched a DVD in the car – As a friend quite rightly pointed out, I have moved in to that phase when I will know all the words to the DVD’s having never watched them.

Mistook a British bull-dog for a pig – easy mistake to make.
Experienced 3D.
Introduced you to the movie classics – Madagascar, Toy Story, Up
Ate your first full on xmas dinner – and all the pigs in blankets – whether they were on your plate or not!
Drove a battery operated ride-in car. You have 15 years to improve, and based on that first showing you will need every single day of those 15 years.
Volunteered to go on the naughty step. After a particularly challenging encounter you decided that you had wound me up enough to warrant going on the naughty step. I think we may have to rethink our approach to discipline.
Went on a Gruffalo Hunt. We “found” all of their homes, but unfortunately we didn’t see the Gruffalo that day. I sold you the line that he had gone for tea at grandma and grandad’s, and you bought it. When will I stop telling so many white lies? Worryingly, they come so easily!

And that is it. The end of another month, the end of 2015. So much done and yet still so much to do. Looking forward to every bit of it in 2016 and beyond.

Love

Harry’s Honest Mummy x

The God’s worked in our favour this week. Hubby’s rest days fell on a weekend, everyone had recovered from the flu, AND the skies were clear. Thankfully we were up early to take full advantage of it. We needed to blow the cobwebs off and so we donned our coats and hats, and set off to feed the ducks. From experience we know that the ducks by us are a bit fussy when it comes to bread, so we stopped off to buy some soft white rolls.

Harry insisted on holding on to his own bread roll. We explained to him that you had to rip off little bits but it took him a while to grab that concept. Lobbing large bread rolls at the ducks in an attempt to lure them over does not play out too well! Luckily we were able to intercept the boulders of bread before they crash landed in the water.

Harry enjoys going to the pond as he loves being so close to animals (any animals). I enjoy visiting the pond as it allows me to check up on a goose that lives there. He suffers with a condition called angel-wing which means he is unable to migrate in the winter. If you look closely at my picture you will see that he has no feathers on the end of his wings. They just look like sticks. I feel so sorry for him because when the other geese return to the pond they shun him. I always make sure he gets the lions share of whatever we have.

After feeding the ducks we stopped off for some food and a hot drink. With the fresh air in our lungs and a bacon butty in our bellies it was then back home to snuggle on the sofa and have an afternoon nap. A perfect start to the weekend.