I always thought that it was an urban myth the relentless use of the word "why" by a toddler. It appears to be true. Fine, I can accept that there might be interest in why someone wanted to be a tree surgeon. But why is he [Chaos in this instance] a cat? I s'pose you could go down the reincarnation route - "well, because he was a really good mouse" - but that then could go on ad infinitum. Alternatively there's always "because we didn't want a dog" which I wish I'd thought of at the time as it might have been more successful than "why are you a Dylan?". Which spectacularly failed to stop the repetitive search for the answer to the question "why is Chaos a cat".
Friday - 05Dec14
Hmmm.
So like everybody else, Dylan has a cold. Nothing major as yet. Except last night it did get quite "interesting". I'm glad there's a medic in the house even if her standard response to everything from a headache to the loss of a limb is paracetamol, saltwater gargle and stop the whinging because I was getting rather concerned about the boy. He woke screaming as we were going to bed and shivering with a resting breathing rate of over 60 (hard to get an accurate number as every 13 seconds or so he'd stop). He wasn't clammy and no idea if he had a temperature as our thermometer has gone SNAFU. This lasted about an hour until he had a small coughing fit and then threw up. He then slept through til about 830 this morning. Even The Mother was marginally concerned when we thought he needed changing and appeared to be blue about the gills. Anyway, this morning: cheery little chappie who probably didn't need calpol but I dosed him up anyway and he's currently at school. Although he did get me in trouble by announcing that he had been sick during the night. Comments like that don't go down well with the nursery people! Thankfully they're used to him and now that coughing fits sometimes have unexpected consequences.
Other than that he's good. The bike handling skills are developing well; he's reasonably happy to cycle home in the dark from school and his latest trick (last night) was to ride along the wall outside our driveway which is a brick's width wide or about twice the width of his wheels. It's not straight or flat. He's also decided that actually going down hill can be quite good fun.
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| "well I've got my snack..." |
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| The kittens taking up their preferred position (until someone throws a pingpong ball!) |
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