Waiting!

I woke up yesterday morning at 7.11 am to a blissfully quiet house and knew at once that the boys must have gone to the park. It is not often that I get such a sleep in lately and I was especially thrilled. While Ollie is a pretty good sleeper, he has been waking at least once a night most nights lately and is definitely out of bed by about 5am every morning. It can be pretty draining (especially as I am always the one to hear him cry out - Nick could sleep through a hurricane) but it gave me a good laugh on Saturday morning. I had been in to him around 4am and tried to get us both to go back to sleep but he wasn't interested and trotted out one his new fave sayings "go away mummy". I'm not a big fan of this saying and given I have a much more comfortable bed of my own I decided to take the hint. I managed to get another 15 or so minutes of horizontal time in our room before he summoned me again. As it was getting close to 5am I couldn't be bothered battling anymore so I flicked on the light switch to see Ollie sitting up in bed, with three books - and then he shouted out to me "waiting!". It was too cute so we curled up and read together. I hope I'm not setting a dangerous precedent here.

In keeping with Ollie's obsession with being like Nick he thought it was a great idea to try and walk around in Nick's shoes. Probably not the brightest idea as Nick has giant shoes but it certainly got some laughs out of Ollie. The pic at the top shoes just how pleased he was with himself.
On one of our lovely days at home together Ollie and I went to the library with our friend Ruby and her mum. Luckily they were there as Ollie started calling out "Rubeeeeeeee" as we made our way through the otherwise peaceful library to the rowdy kids area. They had a great time singing and dancing along, climbing over anything even remotely in their way and very gently patting all the little babies that were there. But the absolute highlight for them was when they worked out that they could hold each other's hands. They took great delight in this and spent a good 15 minutes just walking around. It was the cutest thing ever and lots of other people commented on how gorgeous they looked. Such a sweet little couple.

Another activity on our days at home was a trip to Bunnings to get some sand to fill Ollie's shell. He thinks Bunnings is pretty cool because there is a big kids playground there and I think it is pretty cool because they sell everything you could possibly ever need. Seriously. Everything. It is probably sad to admit that when Ollie sees the big green warehouse he calls out "Bunnings". Mind you it is no less tragic than him saying "Ikea". Hmm.

But as you can see the trip was a success and I managed to lug 60kg of sand home, along with a 15kg child. We only needed two of the three bags but after seeing the way Ollie is spreading the sand around it is only a matter of time before we need a refill.

The pic below is in the playground at Bunnings. Luckily Ollie has a great time there though as the very next day, being the weekend, Nick realised he needed to get something from there too. So, up we all went and of course Ollie declared "Bunnings". Yesterday he and I popped out in the car to get something from the shops. As we reversing out the driveway Ollie said in a querying tone "Bunnings?".