New addition to the family

Oh so much to catch up on. We have welcomed a new edition to our family. Billy the Kid Goat was born on 10 August and joined us on 14 August. She is ours to rear, but she is also part of a Playcentre project for the school calf club.

I am utterly amazed how great the kids (of the human variety) have been with her. They both love giving her her bottle, and can do it all on their own. They are happy to take her outside for her pitstops, and enjoy playing and running around with her. Billy has also adapted well to our family, and spends most of her time in the laundry or outside, although she has taken a liking to running around the house. Unfortuntely she isn't house trained yet and I tend to run around after her with the cloths. Although for that matter half her time is spent running after me as she seems to have decided I am her mother.

We have taken her to two Playcentre sessions last week, and the kids were awesome with her, amazingly all standing in line quietly to feed her. Of course there was a wee bit of almost pulling her head off as they tried to lead her, but on the whole it was fantastic.

Peanut butter anyone?

So yesterday morning I had got the kids up, feed, dressed and packed for daycare. They were playing nicely so I hopped on the computer and ended up writing this blog: http://holthamfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-little-runaway.html
Then Daddy came home and it was time for him to take them to daycare. I was met in the hallway by Makayla with the jar of peanut butter...
'I cleaned it Mummy.'
'Cleaned what'?
'The peanut butter.
'Oh, good girl........hold on...what peanut butter?'
It was then I saw our 3/4 full jar was practically empty.
'This peanut butter Mummy.' She said as she lead me down to the bedroom her and Jesse share.
Jesse was sitting in his cot with peanut butter everywhere. On him, the blankets, the cot, the wall, the window, the steps...you name it.
And mixed all through this mess was a pile of wipes, all covered in sticky peanut butter. I'd hate to think what it was like before Makayla cleaned it. It was no more than 10 minutes I had left them alone, thinking they were playing really nicely in their bedroom. Huh!

My little runaway

Yep, Jesse realised within about a week that I wasn't able to pick him up. So he will now throw himself on the floor if I try to coax him somewhere he doesn't (but I do) want to go. This has been fun! I'm having to pick my battles with him at the moment, knowing I can't just scoop him up and deal with it that way. Or the other thing is he will take off in the opposite direction laughing. On the up side it's got me out of a lot of stinky nappies because it is very hard to convince him he needs to climb on his change table! I think that one will come back and bite me when I can lift tho :-)
His speech is coming along and he's making a lot more noises and some of those sound like words. Mum is still his fav word, followed by Dad, but has been heard to say Kayla, Dowah, Tim, bubbles, two, and loves saying brom brom with his cars.