Tilly was ill. Vomited 7 times in 24 hours. But he was
cheerful for all that, and his usual energetic self.
I cared for him today. It was fun. We slept in, he woke
up, had his milk with Daddy, and vomited. They cleaned up, we had breakfast,
Tilly vomited, we cleaned up, and took Daddy to work, visited the doctor who
was very reassuring. We visited our town centre and the fountain, and pursued
some idle pigeons. We dropped our winter duvet at the dry cleaners'. We picked
up Tilly's Paedolyte from the pharmacy, bought the first hot cross buns of the
season. Revisited the fountain, and Tilly didn't want to share the experience
so we went exploring.
We walked a circuit around the Memorial Hall, and
returned to our car. I took us to One Tree Hill playground with its stellar
train.
We mucked about, uncaring of how long we took. Apart from
our experience with the train - I may repeat the experience with Tilly when
he's considerably older and less likely to take his time appreciating a new
object.
He swung, he ate, he drank, he swung. He climbed the
steps up the slide, levered himself to the top, and slid down -- all by
himself! No Mummy-boost required or requested.
He explored a bit, finding the Dog Poo receptacle quite
amusing.
He took his time, and I enjoyed watching him and playing
with him.
He fell asleep in the car, and continued to nap at home.
I napped with him.
When we woke up, we played some more. He was amenable to
waiting for Daddy's verdict on whether he could watch the Dinosaur DVD again.
He was very good at waiting. In the meantime, we emptied out his extant toy
box. We hooped. We spun his top. We opened up Teresa's gift to him - the Animal
calendar he was so fascinated by in 2012. We read the calendar many times. I
drew the animals many times for Tilly. He played with a toy fan. I drew him
playing with the toy fan. We played the keyboard. We played Chase, with his
crocodile snappy toy: he pursues me around the living room and dining room,
threatening me with the crocodile, while I do my humble best to escape by
running, crawling, and dodging.
***
12 Feb 2013
One of Tilly's games: Bye bye. I may have mentioned it
before. This afternoon, I realise his After Bath game of Bye Bye is a rehearsal
for his True Bye Bye game, wherein he sits in the driving seat of the car and
pretends to drive. Hence the three pillows requirement. One for the back of the
seat, one for the steering wheel, one for the dashboard.
***
13 February 2013
Today Tilly got the chance to play in the puddle
remaining after the rain. I had the chance to observe him playing with one of
his friends, Nell. They had so much fun exploring the world when it was wet.
Tilly slid down the slide, which was unexpectedly slippery and fast. He was
surprised at the speed, and thumped onto the wooden patio. He sat there. He
chortled. Then he went back for several more rounds.
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