Peter, aged 3, is now fully potty trained which is wonderful.
He has started playschool and loves it. I walk with him to attend on a Friday morning although his Nanny takes him two other half days. One of the ladies remembers Peter's father when he attended 20 years ago. . . . . and she even remembers me! Crumbs, what a memory . . lol
He is a lively little lad and has a wicked sense of humour. In these shots he has just hyjacked his Grampa's chair . . .
Doesn't he look mischievous?
Here he is watching one of his favourite TV programmes, Peppa Pig.
He is so funny sometimes. He really likes to drink his milk from his old beaker. He now has a Thomas the Tank Engine mug . . .
His mother does not like him drinking from his old beaker because he is a big boy now and it is a bit babyish.
Yet, when he asks for a drink of milk, when I say I am getting his Thomas mug, he looks at me and smiles, saying, "No, Grandpa, the other one!" . . . tongue in cheek.
I say, "But Mummy doesn't like you drinking from that one!"
He says, "Grandpa, don't be silly, Mummy is not here, she is at work!" . . lol
He is very affectionate towards his little cousin, Rosa, and here they are together.
And little Rosa?
She is coming along very nicely. Her vocabulary is quite remakarkable already. I see her every Tuesday when I and her paternal grandmother look after her, which makes a lovely day.
Here she is in her fireman's helmet . .
Like the little bunny rabbit dress?
I count myself most fortunate to have them both.