This post is going to be all about my boy. He’s fantastic.
His eyes are just so beautiful. I still get comments from everyone about how unusual his eyes are with the dark ring around the iris.
Who me?
The problem is of course when he wants something & turns those puppy dog eyes on me! He’s just recently started telling me off when I’ve told him ‘no’. He points his finger, his voice sounds very strict but with those innocent eyes the effect is just so funny!…I’m assuming he’s learnt that from someone at nursery…I don’t think I’ve ever wagged my finger at him like that!!

Squishy, look at all these animals.
He is so loving with his little sister. To say he adores her is an understatement. I have never seen him show any sort of jealousy towards her, even when he has had to wait his turn for mummy milk (although he does get impatient with me!). He insists on giving her kisses first thing in the morning, and whenever he sees her again after a break (like when I pick him up from nursery). He is just as generous with his kisses and cuddles with me and Hubby, although he doesn’t like it when people he doesn’t know well try to kiss him…it has to be on his terms. So if you get a kiss or a cuddle from him – you know it means something.
One Year Old
I love how much he loves books. I’m a bookaholic myself, so I’m pleased that he loves them too. This is the pile he usually takes to bed with him:
As you can see, sometimes his Colordoodle joins in. He usually cuddles a book to sleep…usually a Doctor Who one, obviously! Tonight he is cuddling one of my birthday cards…a Doctor Who one that screams ‘It is your birthday. You must celebrate or you will be EXTERMINATED. EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!!’. Wherever we go, as long as they have books he will be happy to sit and flick through them…giving them back before we leave can sometimes be challenging though!
He makes me laugh every day.
He does things his own way, and I hope he always will.
He snores like a trooper!
He has an unerring ability to spot biscuits from a mile off, but always asks me before taking one…and then shouts if I don’t allow him a second…or a third 
He also likes proper, grown up, dark chocolate…although he’s partial to the odd milk chocolate button too.
He was a cosleeping, (now tandem) breastfeeding, baby led weaning, (still) sling riding, (still) cloth nappy wearing happy little boy.
He is TWO already.
He has changed my life completely, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Â He has shown us the way right from the start – we coslept from 3 days old because otherwise no one slept. People told us we’d never get him out without leaving him to cry, but he moved into his own bed, in his own room, in his own time…and started sleeping through at about 11 months. Obviously he stopped shortly afterwards (blasted teeth!), but now he sleeps through more often than not, and as of Tuesday night, he falls asleep without anyone in his bedroom. I’m so proud of him!
My baby boy is growing up.
