An interesting afternoon and other adventures

Scott is progressing rapidly through the nearly-crawling phase! He rocks and wiggles and groans and slides backwards and inches forwards. Other times, he moves, metres at a time, but imperceptibly. He’ll be sitting in one spot; then a few minutes later I’ll find him a couple of metres away from where he was, still sitting… Sneaky…

He’s starting to understand and interact so much more, and he even has slightly more hair! His enormous blue eyes draw flocks of adoring fans. This is probably why he likes to keep them wide open, even at night…

Scott’s favourite activities:

Peekaboo

Dancing

Spinning

Eating

Bathing

Laughing

Keys! (cue: wild waving of arms and legs, ecstatic gasps)

I still just stare at him and think, how great is our God.

We’ve been painting our house, and on Friday afternoon Cameron decided he wanted to paint, too. I got out the paints and the old t-shirts and some random cardboard boxes upon which he could splash his artistic expressions. But that was, like, boring! So he painted himself. Obviously.

This afternoon the house was ominously quiet while I was on the phone, so once I’d hung up I went in search of Cam. I found him in the bathroom. ‘Mom I’m just making the toilet water green with the green toilet cleaner.’ Alas, the green Harpic toilet stuff was untouched, but two litres of Cleen Green and 500ml of Listerine mouthwash had been emptied in his quest for greater – and greener – lavatory hygiene.

Perhaps it was the unnaturally minty fumes emanating from the toilet, but I then struck upon the foolish idea that we needed an outing, some exercise, and pesto to go with our spaghetti at supper. I put the boys in the twin stroller and walked down the very steep hill to The Pantry, and then I walked back up the very, very, very steep hill home again, with pesto and collapsing lungs. I stopped to rest a couple of times, but still my breath couldn’t catch up with Cam’s rapid fire questions, which went something like this (all the way there, and all the way back):

‘What’s that what’s that sign what’s it for what’s a zebra crossing is that a storm water drain how does Jesus makes the clouds move so the sun comes out again what’s that thing how do you cook roast veggies in the warming drawer who are you talking to is that lady going home what’s that blue thing?’

I had to lie on the lawn to recover, while Scott ate leaves.

Here’s a beautiful prayer:

God our Creator,

thank you for the wonder of new life

and for the mystery of human love.

Thank you that we are known to you by name

and loved by you from all eternity.

Help us as we learn the joys and challenges

of parenthood, to live one day at a time

and to trust you to provide for us as each new need arises.

 – Adapted from the Anglican Service of Thanksgiving for the Birth of a Child

(For some reason, Cam removed most of his kit for the painting session...)

 (These boots are made for... Mom, I guess.)