Hurri-Kane strikes again

Kane is officially speaking in sentances. He came out with his first one the day before Auntie J's birthday. I was changing his bum and he didn't want the clean nappy on. He was pushing me hands away, stealing the clean nappy and then told me "No! Stop it!" I was so proud of him!! He won that battle, and then spent the next 1/2 hour running around with a bare bum, practising his new trick to the delight of his mother. He followed up in the next couple of days with "Juice please?" while handing me his cup.

On the other side of the "I have a bright son" coin.... is the fact that while in the shower locked out of all the areas I thought would be dangerous... he broke into a cupboard, opened up an unmarked cardboard box, got out the acrylic paint and paint brush and made me a pretty picture for when I got out of the shower - navy blue paint plus light gray carpet....One phone call to the insurance company, a visit from the professional cleaners and an insurance premium hike later....

Happy 2nd Birthday my Love

We're going to the zoo zoo zoo....

Look! A leaf!

Oooooh monkeys!!! Lemme at 'em Mummy

This is how Mummy did it...

But Mummy, you made a box - boxes are for sitting in, really they are...
mmmmmmm

Happy Birthday To Me!!!

Full on week

Well our week got off to a great start - Kane woke up at 3am screaming with a fever, shaking, soaked through with sweat then decided to have a febrile seizure - not the nicest thing to deal with on your own. So after the panicked call to Nana and Grandad, Kane got to have his first ride in an ambulance. He has been off colour with a viral cold for the last few days. Yesterday he had his last pro-biotic supplement, I was kind of sad to give it to him, it's been part of our morning routine since before he was born :S And he had his last progress check with them as well including a skin prick allergy test for common allergens which he swept through with flying colours...yay!

And to top yesterday off, he worked out how to open the *&$% ^#@^* gate! He is so proud of himself making his own cup of milk on Wed morning too - got his cup off the bench, grabbed the milk out of the fridge (mummy forgot to close the kiddy lock properly), poured himself a cup of milk, put the now empty bottle back where it is supposed to be, and sat down (like the good boy he is) on the one dry section of the kitchen floor and drank his milk....Mummy found him like that and had to clean up the rest of the previously full bottle of milk from the floor.

Raising a boy is becoming an increasingly expensive operation!