All for one, and one for all

My three little musketeers must have been subconsciously working together. That's the only way I can explain all three of them waking within literal seconds of one another. Luckily with Lexi in a big bed she is able to come tra la la'ing out of her own accord, pop in to see me changing Angus and getting him ready for a feed, then sidestep around into Tabitha's room to see her standing up in the cot, waiting for someone to come in, and greet them with a resounding "HI!".

And so, at 5.20am, the morning commences. The day is grey and overcast, we've had some rain overnight, but it's still pretty warm, as is the case with the weather up here. It's either hot and humid, hot and rainy, hot and stormy, or hot and sunny. Basically it's just hot with a series of personalities.

My two little girls are beginning to remind me of parrots. Particularly Lexi. Everything she hears she will repeat. It may not be an accurate repetition, but you get the gist. It's great to hear her attempting lots of words, but it's also reeeeally tempting to chuck in the odd ridiculously difficult word just to see what happens. As you do. It's pretty funny actually. But the construction of sentences where sentences never lived before is what gets me. And the understanding behind it. And the things she picks up. Angus is sitting on his swing, starts to get Antsy, so Lexi grabs a soft toy, goes up to him and puts it on his lap and says "here you go Angus". Or he's doing tummy time and starts to get a little peeved with the fact that the ground keeps rushing up to meet him, and she'll go over, pat him on the back and say "it's okay mate", "good boy Angus". Unreal.

Tabitha, well, she just amazes me. The words she comes out with!! And every day a new word is added to the repertoire. Yesterday it was "Julia", not only the name of our current prime minister, but also her favourite doll. She's starting to do animal sounds too. Nothing cuter than the sound of a 15 month old "woofing". She's also starting to climb. Everything. And if she doesn't make it first time the frustration sets in, the feet start stamping, and the tears begin. But, encouraging her along, she gets there, and is so proud when she does. But it's quite terrifying at the same time to think that now she can climb, she can fall. And fall she does. Quite regularly. Not as regularly as Lexi though, seriously it is amazing how often Lexi falls. Over nothing. Or something. My little clumsy chick. Ah they're just growing up so very very fast.

But for now I must away, as the sound I hear resembles velcro. Yesterday, that sound was in fact velcro. Today, I may not be so lucky. So I suppose I should investigate before the toyroom is redecorated in the wrapping paper that I stupidly left on a shelf that is low enough for Lexi to reach. Ripping wrapping paper does sound remarkably like velcro you know.....in case you wondered.......

That, for now, is all.