Is he trying to break his brothers record???

Not so long ago my BFS wrote a blog about how if his boys didn't have at least one Casualty visit by the age of 18 then they'd not had a proper childhood. Well ironically the very next day (I kid you not - and indeed this has been thrown up on many occasion) BB had his first visit with a very bust lip that required part of it to be snipped off. Not a pleasant experience I can tell you!

Well anyway - his accident prone little brother today came very close to beating that record for the youngest visit. To start off the story where it should start I will revert to yesterday where he took an impressive almighty tumble down the stairs (and anyone who knows how steep and high our stairs are will know that's no minor feat)....I didn't think to mention it as I witnessed the landing and it wasn't on his head! Anyways - he topped that one off a belter today. We were over visiting their cousins (little Woo Woo has finally contracted pox - and since this bout of it technically started with BB it was the least we could do to provide little playmates for her to moan at......). K and I were over at the other end of the newly extended lounge (so about 20 feet away) when we heard the sound of shattering glass - glass which seemed to continue shattering for a good few seconds. A bit taken aback by this, we rushed to the other end of the room stumbling over obstacles (including a sofa) to see what the source of this was (please god don't let it be the 60" plasma.....) just as the delayed scream kicked in.......

The source of all the noise? A 6' x3' framed mirror which had been leaning onto the wall had toppled over and shattered into hundreds of pieces. My heart stopped - I couldn't see LL and quickly realised he was under there. At least he was screaming......but I had visions of recovering a blood covered morsel from beneath the devastation. K later informed me she was more worried about a huge shard falling from the frame into him as we lifted it to retrieve the bewildered little soul.

Amazingly he escaped with only the most minor of cuts - one near his ear and one on the top of his head. The tears didn't last long once he got distracted by a paddling pool - but that's another story altogether!

I'm just hoping that on this occasion things don't actually happen in threes - I don't think my ticker can take it.......

ps. The post pic is of the discarded mirror in the garden!

It's for the core strength, balance and discipline - honest!!!

My big boy made his stage debut today. I'm not sure if the broadway directors will be banging down my front door- but he had lots of fun he tells me!



Looking somewhat bemused amongst about 15 other bewildered little dancers he frequently put the dancing aside and grasped the opportunity to use his 'I'm the only boy here girls, check me out' card whilst poking his tongue into his cheek in what can only be a 3 years olds' seductive manner!!!

Or that was my -' hey my boy's not gay because he's dancing - just check him eyeing up the girls' translation of his concentration face........



For the rest of the time - bless him he was concentrating on getting his footwork right - and a mighty good turn out he had on his pas-de-bas (god knows how to spell that?) too. Proud mum indeed! (well until he used his t-shirt at he end during the bows to wipe his nose flashing his tummy to everyone!)

Our friends little girl Izzy had me in knots for every performence she was on - just stood right at the end and did her own thing bursting with pride to be up there. She did get so enthusiastic at one point that she fell on her bum! Hilarious!

I'm getting a stick with a little bit of hot on it!

We were role playing today and BB made me a birthday cake..... He needed the above to light the candles!

Yaaaaawn

Posting this at 1:30 am having just been up again to poor LL! He has overwhelmingly trumped his brother on the pox front- I think he has as many on his face and scalp alone than his brother had on his torso! He is scratching up a frenzy- and whereas the ailment turned his stroppy teenager ten years before his time brother into a placid little angel, he has no clue what is happening to him, and feels mighty sorry for himself. He's off his food and spends all his time wanting hugs and howling loads.... And here was me thinking I'd been let off lightly- wondering what all the fuss was about. Oh and James- we didn't get round to counting BB's today- I may have to revert to photographic evidence for the task as he's healing quickly!

Now there's one you can't kiss better...

Poor BB has just awoken howling (again), but I wasn't expecting the reason to be ' my willy hurts' ........
hmmm a gentle ' there there' and a stroke of the hair was the most I could do on this occasion!

I'm wondering if I should start a pox top trumps - LL's suspect spots yesterday are most definately of the same ilk as BB's now...

LL started the day with a blinder- one right on the tip of his willy! BB clawed back with some on the soles of his feet - no getting away from those ones unless you spend the day horizontal, but I think his wee brother trumped this evening when he also popped some on his soles! Willy and soles wins over bollocks and soles I think, but all you men out there can feel free to correct me on this!

Talent Envy!!

My eyes are green - check out these amazing pics of the boys - all from an impromptu visit to my brother's today. Can you see why K is branching into this professionally???

Poxtastic!

Well finally after lots of trying to get BB infected with the dreaded chickenpox by dragging him to play with anyone we heard was infected) he's gone and managed to catch it of his own accord... Well done him! And we don't have a clue where either....
In retrospect it started with a pluke on his bum, which I'd clocked but thought nothing of, but it actually only got picked up when BFS mentioned a 'skin tag' which had appeared on his neck on Sunday morning. He pointed it out to me at bedtime, which is when I noticed all the other spots! I went and grabbed a bottle of piriton and poured some down his throat. He did wonder why he was getting 'medcine' but I told him it was for his cough ( which he didn't actually have- but totally bought the story!) it appears to have done the trick and I had a spaced out almost scratch free boy for a couple of days....he has gotten itchier, but nothing that he's complained excessively about - which is pretty impressive considering he has spots on his lower eyelids, on his bollocks and even in the crack of his bum. It even made me cringe! I have been keeping him distracted with some gardening and trips to the park, but the rain came this afternoon and is due to stay for a few days- that combined with the fact that LL definitely had a few suspect spots on his torso today makes me think I may be in for a rough few days.....