Today the boy reached an important milestone. Not walking, and not talking (though worryingly he does say woof a lot). No, the boy managed at the grand old age of thirteen months to climb up and go down the slide by himself! 'Twas amazing! The first forty times he did it and then it did get a little bit boring I will be honest.
For some reason it made me have a little cry. He's woofing and sliding, and it won't be long before he's singing and running. A baby no more. For the mo though he's still squeezed into baby grows and therefore he is still my baby. Fact.