Those who follow my blog know that settling my youngest son, Alexander, now 2 1/2 into nursery has not been easy for either of us. Having spent most of the first 2 years of his life with either myself or my Mum, initially starting nursery at 2, felt totally foreign to him.
I found this picture of Oliver the other day (then nearly 2) in an adorable little Santa's outfit and thought I'd share it with you! One year is such a long time for toddlers, Oliver has become a lively, independent little chap who wouldn't let me dress him as Santa this year! (Not fair!) I’ll hopefully get one more wear out of it with Baby Alexander then I might have to consider passing it onto someone else or recycling it with other baby clothes.
...It's party time. Well not until tomorrow but it's imminent. The '2 year old in a teenager's body' is having a party. We've selected the venue (his favourite softplay centre): small, easy to get to, fabulous toys including his favourite 'the oven', always pristine sans the ubiquitous childrens' dribble and I don't actually have to get into the ball pit as visibility from the seating area/magazine stand is peripheral.