My aren't I a keener

nHe's just checking out if the playroom can fit a wide screen TV....

Another post. Impressed? I am finally digging out from under enough to enjoy spending a bit of time on this again. Poor Nolan was at play group twice last week and as a pretty obvious direct result has a snorting-snuffling-rivers-of-mucous-running-down-his-face cold. It's that glazed doughnut look...at least he is starting to let me wipe his nose with less fighting now (I blot it with a half dry diaper wipe, to lessen the irritation)
I have a sore throat myself, but it is inevitable cause if N is sick, he -and therefore his pathogen- is quite literally glued to me almost 24/7- although today he had a nice interlude in the park with Daddy, while I finished baking a cake, started lasagna, and sorted the winter clothes partially. How domestic.
Tonight he counted to eight up the stairs, and later yelled to get my attention- and then shouted: "Ready? One...Two...THREEE!" with a flourish and jumped off his toddler bed to the floor. And then after supper he was at the table with is eating his piece of cake in the regular chair- he is iffy about accepting the high chair now- when he kibbutzed around too much and almost slid off the chair, caught himself, and said "I'm falling down." I am amused and amazed at how fast he is growing- Two years in a couple of weeks....