We're dressed and ready to leave... just got to put the baby in the buggy, then we can fly out of the door... water bottle... check... nappies.. check... baby wipes... check! Toys... Check.... Sun cream Check! CRASH!!! And hes up to something again... There he is... standing holding onto the foot rest of the buggy while it is led on it's back. He's got the biggest smile on his face with his little tongue sticking out... Tell him "don't do that baby, you'll get hurt" Remove him and put with toys... which by the way, babies aren't interested in what o ever, they want everything else... to chase the broom, to eat the door frame, to climb the stair gate, to try and lift 5L of water up (which he manages) and to get everything that is not classed as a toy!
We are ready to head out the door, he has everything, right now he is kicking up a fuss and wants his hat off, the screeches he makes just make me laugh, bless him.. He soon settles once the pram is on a roll.. but instead of sitting back and relaxing, both arms are either side of the buggy, leaning himself forward to get a better look of the world. The amount of times he has fallen asleep like this is unbelievable, but try laying him back, he wakes right up and tries to see the world some more... <3
So we get to the park, he's asleep, ah free time :)
When he awakes, I'm prepared for the nice time we are going to have together.. I get him out of the pram and put him on the floor, he's in awe... touching the grass and looking at me for reassurance. Then he's settled and the fun begins.
He spots a dog, "bah bah bah BAHHHHHH" he goes, crawling off to try and get it, then realising its far too fast, he stops.. oooh a leaf, wonder how that tastes.. He attempts to eat it. I run to him, take it off of him and say "urgh nasty, don't eat it" he shakes his head meaning no. he crawls some more... oooh another leaf... oooh a twig... oooh grass... ooh a leaf... all of which are making trips to his mouth, im running after him, "urgh dirty leaf" "urgh dirty twig" "urgh gross don't eat it" He's crawling some more.... PRAM!!!!!! He crawls over, followed by me... up he gets, trying to eat the straps. Did I mention I had already gave him two balls to play with, he's not one bit interested in them. Next he's trying to get up the tree.. I don't want him there (dogs pee up them) So i pick him up, let him touch the top of the tree... he fights me, wants to get down... oooh a leaf... oooh a leaf.... ooh a twig... ooh grass... oooh mud... this goes on and on. I pick him up... back in the pram... to the swings...
I put him in the baby swing.. he's loving it, all smiles and happy squeals. Then the little daredevil decides to let go! AH! I stop the swing, replace his hands onto the bar, he fights me, wanting to turn around and look at the rest of the swing... I try and place him back, he sits well once more. SO I start to swing him once again. Then he lets go! AH! This time he starts a tantrum. He wants to swing and look around behind him at the same time. Dangerous. I take him out, put him back in the buggy, hes kicking up a fuss. Time to try your first ice cream :)
We order a 99p cone, which are now 1.20?? WTF any way, I give him some, he's enjoying it, licky licky licky... then he's had enough, he arching his back and sreaming, flailing his arms around. Ice-cream is going every where. so I undo his straps just like normal, It usually calms him... not this time, he throws himself out of the pram, landing on his feet!! then slips to the floor. I grab him,, he kicks up again, screaming, doesn't want to be held. Time for home for the little monkey...
He had Tuna for lunch, half a tin and os of now 4pm he is taking a nap and has been playing nicely... just the evening to go :)
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