Mikey was seven last week. We loved hearing him sing. He’s been wishing everyone a happy birthday since . He knows how old he is – such a great developmental step! It’s a year since his ASD diagnosis and it’s been a year of great progress. I’m extremely proud of him.
Dan has developed a total love of watching football. On Saturday he said to me, “I hope they play Welbeck”, and I knew at that moment that he’d been thoroughly brainwashed. He’s been watching matches with Dave and his dad for a while and has obviously been picking up the lingo. A while ago he said to me, “I don’t know why the players necks are always flopping about” – I looked at him in confusion and he said, “well Grandad’s always shouting ‘flopping neck’ at the TV when football’s on”. It took me a while…
Jemima is a bit ill. She doesn’t really do the snuggly and quiet type of ill, just the angry and whiney version. It’s a real treat.
I’m planning to continue the woman of my dreams series very soon, but ill kids seem to slow my brain down and writing isn’t flowing. I’m enjoying thinking it all through though and really appreciate the comments and emails you’ve shared with me.