Sorry! Couldn’t resist the alliteration, and it really does describe what we’ve been up to these past few days.
Rudy is getting better i think. His temperature is back to normal anyhow and we haven’t had any more random nocturnal vomiting, which is a relief. I’m still none the wiser as to what exactly was wrong with him, just a random collection of symptoms including fever, rash, vomiting, lethargy and with an add-on of oral thrush. Anyway he seems to be on the mend, although still not 100% he’s brighter than he was and just as mischievous as ever.
We had a couple of days cooped up indoors on account of not knowing what mystery illness we were dealing with i didn’t want to go pootling around Manchester passing it about (plus, i don’t know how other folk feel about it, but the idea of my children projectile vomiting out and about makes me nervous) so we stayed home/in the garden and found stuff to do to pass the time, including painting:
Ok, so i didn’t really make toys but it’s probably as close as i’ll ever get. Pouring some pasta and rice into some empty juice bottles to put a temporary hold on the pre-dinner-whinge that Rudy likes to emit, as if he thinks that whining will actually hurry the process along…like maybe i cook faster to a soundtrack of wailing baby. They’ve proved very popular though, even Toby was quite taken by them, although my attempts to make them educational totally bombed. We experimented shaking them…”Which is louder?” i asked, “The pasta?” (Shakes the pasta bottle) “Or the rice?” (shakes the rice bottle). “Errrm…RICE!” Toby replied. He also chose rice for “Which is fuller?”and “Which has bigger pieces?” so i’m either aiming way above his understanding or he was being deliberately obstinate or he’s obsessed with rice?!
And i finally got a snapshot of Rudy taking some solo steps:
Exciting times. He took about four across the rug earlier in the week and then face-planted on to the edge of the glass TV stand…awesome. So he has yet another bruise. Sigh. I’m looking forward to him being a bit more proficient with it so that my poor frazzled nerves get a rest and his beautiful little face can be unblemished/bumped/brusied for a bit (until he discovers climbing maybe?!)
Today we went for a picnic