Happy 4 months, Mr Cuddles

has it really been 4 months since Mardi Gras?

Today, to celabrate, we took all the childrens to the doctor for 2 year, 2 year and 4 month check-up. And they all got shots. Mr Cuddles went first, and was very angry. I held Mr Grunty, he was tough, until the nurse rubbed the owie, then he cried. Miss Squeaky was last, and reminded us that she can still scream like guitar feedback from a Marshal stack.

Mr Cuddles lived up to his name today, he just wanted to be held, preferably whilst I was walking around. He would take a few short naps, but wake up crying. He would drink a bit of milk. But then go back to crying.

Surprisingly, I got the toddlers to take a 2 hour nap this afternoon.

Last night, I taped a few b-day cards to the toddlers door. This morning, Miss S found a card in the livingroom, picked it up, showed it to me, and then pointed to her door. Awww…she knows what to do with b-day cards.

Before the toddlers were sleeping, I heard Mr Grunty calling out, “papa…papa”…I went to investigate. Mr Cuddles asleep in my arms. Mr G was laying on the floor, his sister was sitting over him, pulling on his hair. I tried to pull her fingers out, wasn’t working, I slapped her hand, she let go of the hair, and then she hit Mr G on the head. (OK, slapping her hand didn’t work. This is only the third time I’ve slapped her hand. The other two times was when she was playing with an electrical socket. Those times, she looked at me with “how could you??? I thought we were friends!!!!” look in her eyes, before she cried.) Miss S is bully sometimes….I’m sad.

Happy story…we sometimes ask, “what sound does a cow…”MOO”- shout both childrens.

Another happy story, when MyBetterHalf got home, and after she cuddled Mr Cuddles for a bit, I was holding onto him, and he smiled at me. Which he hadn’t done since the shots.

Sometimes, when we hang out, I’ll be slouched over, knees up in the air, and prop Mr C on my legs. Then, we’ll play drummer boy, and I’ll take his hands and drum and make drum sounds. He finds it funny.

He also gives me big smiles when I kiss his nose, or forehead, or cheek. And I can occassionaly get a giggle when I “num-num” his neck.

Tonight, at bedtime, Mr Oliver-kitty went up and gave Mr Grunty some love.