Naughty!!

This afternoon, Ellie went to bed at her normal time but was still awake about an hour later. Having woken Kahlei with her chatter we could clearly hear her telling Kahlei off, saying "Naughty, naughty". When I went in to see what was going on Ellie was lying in bed and, obviously, Kahlei was still lying in bed, all snuggly wrapped. I asked Ellie what Kahlei was doing that was naughty and she replied "Jumping". I looked at her and said "Kahlei was jumping?" She gave me a cheeky smile as I picked up Kahlei and said "Poo". I wasn't sure if she meant she had done a poo or was telling me that Kahlei stunk (which she did), so I changed the bub and then asked Ellie if she had done a poo as she has been telling me when she needs a nappy change recently, she said yes so I changed her too. She was only wet, though, so I popped her back in bed for her nap.

After a little while of listening to her chatter some more I went back in and, turns out she was telling me she needed to do a poo. Duh Mum. A perfect toilet training opportunity and I completely missed it.

After that she finally went to sleep. Thank goodness.

As it had been raining, James decided to go outside and do some digging while the soil was still soft, so once Ellie was awake I put on her big jacket and boots so she could go outside and do some digging herself. She and Daddy start making what can be only called mud castles by filling her bucket and turning it out on the ground. When James would turn the bucket over and pull it up to reveal the compacted dirt Ellie would get so excited. It was wonderful.

I love these kinds of activities, especially when James gets in there with her. She does too.



Kahlei sat in her rocker to watch. She is so into everything Ellie does. I can't wait until she can sit up (for longer than 30 seconds) and play in the mud with Ellie. I just know she'll love eating mud, grass, worms...

Speaking of worms...

They were plentiful due to the recent rain and I thought Ellie would be thrilled with these wriggly little guys. Boy, was I wrong. Grubs and worms apparently freak her out. I wasn't there when it all started, with her holding a grub until she realised the chubby white thing in her hand was moving!

Every shovelful that revealed a wriggler would bring on a new wave of fear and plenty of cute little drama faces. I tried to get her to look at it with me, showing her that it was harmless while holding her firmly at my side but she didn't want to know about it.

Then there was this guy...





Once she was all done digging and building she came to sit by me and

there was a snail (a tiny snail) slowly (oh so slowly) making it's way towards her. As it got 'closer' she started shuffling her legs away and pulling her feet up. I tried to tell her it was harmless and show her it's shell but, again, she would have none of that and started telling me it was time to go inside. She has never done that before!! Ever.

Please excuse the formatting on this post - I seem to be having an issue that I can't fix right now. Grr. I am pretty sure James will see this and fix it promptly.

Tuesday Again

I actually had in my mind that today was Thursday, I was thinking about how I only have to get through a day and a half before I can have the sleep in I so desperately need and then something triggered in my brain, reminding me that it is only Tuesday.

And I was so looking forward to a restful weekend.

*sigh*

I am feeling so run-down, sick, exhausted. To top it off, dear Aunt Flo has arrived and is gracing me with her cramp-inducing presence.  I thought I was over whatever was plaguing me last week, instead I feel even worse.

I have had lots of topics I have wanted to blog about over the past few days, unfortunately, my brain simply isn't up to the task. So, I will file them away for another day and update my Project 365 today.

Day 83: Bless

This is my cousin, Lauren with Kahlei. So cute.

Day 84: Blurry Man - May

One day I will get a nice shot...
I will!

Day 85: Missing You

Scraps obviously misses his daddy

Day 86: In The Field

Day 87: Following in Daddy's Footsteps

Ellie trying to garden in Daddy's boots

Such a Big Girl!

Tomorrow Ellie will be 20 months old. Seriously, where has the time gone?

Yesterday, Ellie 'transitioned', if you will, from her highchair to the middle stool at the bench. As Kahlei isn't too far off eating, I decided to get Ellie used to eating somewhere other than the highchair so that it's not an issue when it's not hers anymore.

It hasn't been an issue at all. She is loving being next to us and is less inclined to make quite as much mess as she used to. Now that she sits with Daddy and Mummy, she requires a fork and knife, just like us. Nanna gave her some little toddler cutlery for Christmas and she is surprisingly good at manoevering a knife as well as her fork.

Another 'big' thing in the life of Ellie; yesterday she was allowed to play outside on her own for the very first time (with us watching her through the door/windows, of course). We told her she couldn't go into the yard until she was wearing her boots, as it had been raining. She only had one boot out there, so she tried on Daddy's.

They were much too big.

So, she happily pottered around on the verandah while James watched her and I put Kahlei to bed and found her other boot. I took it out to her but she didn't really seem interested, I left them together and left her to it.

Once I was inside, she realised they were there, popped them on and went out into the yard. In that moment, realising that she had done exactly what we had told her (+ having only told her once) I felt so proud!

She is in her room chatting to herself now, after waking up about 5 minutes ago. Tonight I will catch up on replying to comments and reading blogs, for now I should prepare something for her to eat.