Not long now til 'Evergreen' (bub #2) arrives. I look like I've swallowed a large basket ball. Apart from a dodgy ear (recovering from a ruptured ear drum after a prolonged bout of hayfever/cold), I'm healthy and so is bub. Stuart is looking considerably more relaxed since handing up his final case study... now there's just one big exam to go before he can put his feet up (and catch up on sleep!). Noah is going well. He's quite assertive at the moment, full of energy and learning lots. He's in a 'big boys' bed now with the cot being recently converted into a toddler bed. Seems to be working well. His greatest loves at the moment seem to be blueberries (he could eat his weight in them and STILL want more - expensive tastes!!), closely followed by peacocks, emus and ducks (found at the Hamilton Botanic Gardens); and of course "Daddy". He says 'NO' quite a lot, and everything that he can't open is 'Stuck!'. He can spot a plane from a mile away, and does cute ambulance siren sounds whenever we pass one. He's into babies at the moment which hopefully is a sign that he's looking forward to his little brother/sister arriving on the scene soon. He's throwing the occasional tantrum too which is a contrast to his usual cheerful self. Winston and Toby are still part of the family. Haven't found a new home for them yet... perhaps we won't. They will just have to toughen up and survive the next couple of years with minimal attention. They continue to 'accidently' bump Noah over, bark at full moons or possums/cats in the night disrupting our precious sleep, and be their usual goofy selves. But we love them. Especially Noah, he loves his 'Big Dogs'.
