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Yoga and cinos

The weather has finally been on our side so we took full advantage of it over the weekend, going to both the Saturday and Sunday markets on the harbour. It is just so lovely to have things like this within walking distance and Ollie is a big fan of just getting out of the house. He was such a good boy that we lashed out and got him a windmill. It was on one of those incredibly windy days though so it was almost spinning enough to power the household energy. Naturally we chose the windmill that had a ladybird on it (his fave) and he took great delight in tearing around the park with his "fan". It probably also helped that he had his daddy (i.e. favourite person in the whole wide world) to chase him around.

The weekend also saw a bit of light reading by Obear. He just had to read this book after all the positive reviews he had heard! And to wash down all that reading and windmill carrying? Why babycinos of course. Nick is making beautiful babycinos at home now so Ollie thinks nothing of running around squealing "cino" (also "ipad" - this kid isn't demanding much!)


One of my favourite things that we are doing at the moment is a bit of yoga. It is only when it is on ABC TV but Ollie is totally rocking it out. He knows how to the "fish" (laying on your tummy with hands behind you grabbing your legs, "shell" (sitting up with feet together and bending over) and best of all when he does his little mini sun salutations. At this rate he will be quite the little yogi. This is the closest I could get to a picture of him doing it, but trust me it is unbelievably gorgeous.
In other exciting developments it seems that Ollie has finally reached the point where he can have a telephone conversation. Not a particularly good one but one nonetheless. He enjoy holding the phone and nods along to the conversation while he points around at stuff. He can occasionally string a sentence or two together to keep things rolling too. Here he is on the phone to Nanna over the weekend.

Talk about being caught red-handed. This is what greeted me when I picked Ollie up from daycare last week. It seemed pretty obvious for the ladies to tell me that they had been painting with their feet.



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