Today has been a mega miserable weather day, which lead to a first foray into puddle jumping. We've tried before what with us having had such a lovely summer [ha! typical Brit bemoaning the weather] but he just couldn't get the hang of a/ keeping his wellies on, b/ jumping [squatting was just the same in his mind!!] and finally c/ keeping his hood on to keep him safe from driving rain.
Today he was fantastic though. I collected him from work and took him to the local park - letting him walk rather than taking the pram, as I hate getting it muddy then having to bring it back into the house! He walked pretty well most of the way, the wellies came off once or twice and he knelt down to touch whatever caught his eye countless times, oh and he rejoiced when a wet dog rubbed itself all over him and licked his face. Once we got to the park and puddles were in sight, he shrieked and ran and started jumping, proper full on grown up jumping, then squealing with pure joy. Adorable.
Days like today I feel like I could just eat him, in a non cannibalistic way obvs :)
Oh & we had a breakthrough last night, just adding to my happiness...our little man slept through, all night, in HIS OWN bed! More on that soon, but believe me...it's nothing short of a miracle!
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