Master R is now 5 ½ months old!!! How did that happen?! It seems like only yesterday that he was evicted and started life as the forth member of the Thompsons. At the same time it feels like the little man has always been here and I can’t for the life of me imagine life without him now…
Him and all his little quirks, he is soooo unlike little miss s its untrue, as I have written before we did not get off to the best of starts with me not actually coping very well with the constant crying for the first 6-8weeks. The midwife said he would grow out of it, and you know what he did – and he has kept growing! At 5 months old he is bigger than little miss s at 9 months… he’s a big boy! He is also a stubborn little thing, he has just started this delightful angry growl if he is unhappy about something – it is the cutest as I have this angry 5 month old growling at me because he wants his toy or bottle or any of the other very important life items to a baby!
The boy is also a complete flurt, he has lots of fans around the village we live in and it takes me ages to go anywhere with everyone wanting a smile and look at his hair… he has rather a lot of hair! Unlike little miss s he is not selective when it comes to smiles and he will smile at anyone – luckily the excited sequel has been reserved for only his favourite people! All in all he is a happy little chap, he is now on the move too – the other day he had managed to belly, roll wriggle himself under the sofa! Today after squeal from his cot, I was greeted by baby legs and baby arms stuck between bars across the cot – I honestly have no idea how he managed it but he was still smiling! He adores his older sister and watches her every move, he even seems to enjoy being climbed all over and talked at like one of her dolls! The bond they are starting to create is amazing to watch and cements my decision that I didn’t want just one child. As much as they get on they have also started to gang up on me a little… hence the music in my head!
On the days when we have started the day at 5.30am, had the ‘go back to bed’ discussion until 7am, had the get dressed, clean your teeth, we are going to be late for school, put your coat back on battle on until 8.30am… by 4pm we often get some lovely tandem screaming from the little cherubs, this is when I, if all else fails, put them in their rooms, sit on the stairs and listen to the music in my head – last Friday we had a little ‘Fire Starter’ today a little ‘Cwm By Yar’ (I have no idea how to spell that!) but all it takes to forget the ‘world is ending’ meltdown is a smile from my cheeky chap and a cwtch from the little madame.
Master R has well and truly settled into his role as the noise machine in the house, Little miss s is the performer, Dan is the ring master and I think I am pretty much the clown! I cannot wait to see this little man grow and start getting his own back on his big sister, I also have bets on his first words being ‘Let it go’ thanks to our little performer!