The Thirty-Third Month: July

More gems!

2/7 I am picking my nose and eating it
4/7 While you are swimming in the bath, I ask you ‘Are you a big fish?’
You reply. “ No I am a slightly big fish boy.”


9th
My illusion has been shattered. Is it the end of the baby/toddler love in? I am slightly reeling, as you said ‘ Shut up!’ to me several times today. First playing, trying it out, and then when I requested something – to come to the table and have lunch or something you said it again. The more I said about it, the more you repeated it. You also said “Papa did say shut up to me”. I tried imploring with you and telling you it wasn’t a nice/friendly thing to say. In the end when you went for your nap – a few minutes later I said I wouldn’t read you a story because you had been rude to me, which really upset you, but I stuck with it.

From a visit to Liverpool: you described Grandad’s gooseberries as ‘goozegreeps’ and the magnifying glass used by Nana as a ‘filing glass’, then later a ‘maglingfiling glass’.

11th – 23rd July. Paxos, Greece. Mostly written up in the holiday scrapbook. You loved the sea, getting the boats to the beach and talked often about boats being on strings. For the first time you had confidence in open water, wanting to splash in the shallows and play with stones at the waters edge. The excessive heat (28 – 35 degrees) made you grumpy and challenging too, which I hadn’t bargained for. A great holiday nevertheless.

25th Nana Noreen died today. She was 88.

29th
A visit to Liverpool to see Grandad at the weekend. ‘Nana has died and we’re going to visit Grandad cos he’s on his own’ you announced on arrival. Grandad Jack crumpled looking but perked up after our visit. Glorious sunshine; we played in the garden and watered Jack’s tomatoes in the greenhouse, and all his other wonderful vegetable crops. We picked logan berries and blackberries, all of which you loved. You liked being in the greenhouse and opening and closing the doors. You also got into playing footie with Papa and I.