It’s crazy to think that if this scamp had been born just 12 days earlier, he’d be starting school this September 😱 In some ways, he already seems quite grown up, possibly because he idolises his big brother and looks like a giant next to his baby brother. Yet in many other ways, he still seems so little. He still pronounces yellow ‘lellow’, when Henry winds him up he shouts, ‘Henry’s telling LIARS!’ and he can’t get to sleep without sniffing Mummy Pig’s little stinky stick feet. It’s like a glorious* inbetweeny age and though I am sure he would have been fine starting school, I’ll admit I’m glad we’ve got him at home for another year. #judypops #thecheekiestofthelot #wecreatedamiddlechild #buthesnotbecomeadelinquentyet *’glorious’ excludes the dissatisfaction he shows at mealtimes and his refusal to walk if he deems the walk ‘boring’ (i.e. all walks).
FOUR MONTHS So nice to see little leggies out. Really enjoying him at this age and The Dark Phase (when he was broken and everyone cried a lot) already seems like a distant memory. Which is probably just as well, as I overheard an elderly lady in the park today say the following just after we’d strolled by: “What a dear little chap[Jude], a baby too and another on the way by the looks of it!” 😱😩😂 I’m feeling great though and wasn’t at all offended, honest mistake to make. I’m blaming the cut of my summer dress and the wind making it cling funny. 100% that 😆 #fourmonthspostbaby #definitelynotanotherintheoven #dontoldpeopletalkloudly
☀️😎👗🍦 #sleekasadolphin #belowtheknee