4 Months

E is four months old now, because time flies when you’re having fun or you’re just plain busy. Continue reading

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Two!

Mr K is two and I’m not quite sure how it is we’re only here but here already.


Mr K. loves to run and he loves to get into things, especially the fridge. He’s noisy and energetic and eats everything well except vegetables. He speaks much more English than Japanese now, though still lots of single words and stock phrases (cars, Mama, Dada, juuuuuice, more, OH NO, how are you). He understands both languages to some degreee and we all keep figuring out how to understand him. 
He loves Thomas the Tank engine, but all trains really, cars, dogs, fish and flowers and “The Twirlywoos” are probably his favourite TV show, for now. He sings the Japanese version of “Twinkle, Twinkle” incessantly and he adores going outside, picking things up, dragging his umbrella around whatever the weather, and will go up and down the slide over and over again. His favourite toy depends on what day it is but he sleeps with his stuffed pig, Piggy, every night, he lugs his rubber ducks wherever he can, his car collection and battery-run Percy train provide no end of amusement and his ride-on Thomas is in no danger of losing his interest any time soon. 

We celebrated yesterday with presents, balloons and cake. He likes his new toys but the latter two were the big hits. He also got a typhoon to mark the occasion!

Happy birthday, Mr K. “Proud of you” doesn’t quite cover it.

Big baby, very small boy

 

 

Some of the supermarkets here leave out kid-sized baskets for the children to use. This is very evil of them.

My son is nearly 20 months old now and recently, I’ve started having startled moments where I look at him and no longer see a big baby but a very little boy. It’s not a huge change and he doesn’t metamorphose into something else overnight.

 

And yet he does too. All the time. Little changes and then they’re big changes after all and time goes so quickly really.