Jane needed Reuben and Joshua to be distracted for 15 minutes on the run up to dinner this evening; they were tired and fractious and needed something to focus on.
So I invited them to sit on my desk and help me work out which pens in my desk drawer worked and which didn’t. And it all went very well. Reuben had a pile of pens and a pad of scrap paper to scribble on, and Joshua had the same.
I was helping Reuben sort out a few pens when I picked up a biro-wannabe, not a proper Bic, but a cheap imitation.
“Oh!” I exclaimed, “I hate these pens with a passion!”
Reuben tested it, it worked and so he added it to the pile of tested-and-working pens.
“I’ve got one of these,” said Joshua looking back at his pile of pens. “I’ve got a passion pen… and another… and here’s another passion pen. I’ve got lots of passion pens.”
I didn’t have the heart to throw them out after that.
When I arrived home this evening Reuben wanted ‘up’. Initially ‘up’ into my arms but then ‘up’ onto the car roof. Who was I to deny his wishes?
I think every car needs a Reuben Roof Accessory™. It would certainly prevent you from speeding!
Fast forward twenty minutes and both Reuben and Joshua were on my desk with a camera each. Thank goodness for digital cameras: I hate to think how many 35mm films we’d have gone through by now!
They love taking photos, and I love taking photos of them taking photos.
I love coming home in the evenings to Reuben, Joshua and Isaac (who was already in bed when we were messing about with the cameras).
Rough sketch of how Reuben and Joshua’s room might be laid out with single beds.
This evening (Tuesday) Jane and I sat down to plan buying “big boy beds” for Reuben and Joshua. How can they be that old already?!
The bed rails are now ordered from Amazon and we’re planning a late-in-the-day trip to Ikea this week to pick up a couple of Malm single beds. Then they’ll need new duvets and duvet covers. Fireman Sam, anyone?
It’s all part of a cunning plan to get them used to sleeping in single beds before we go away on holiday next month.
This was the conversation we had with Joshua this morning:
Daddy: Right, let’s get you out of your cot.
Joshua: (Holds up dressing gown) This my rope.
Daddy: Your rope? Great.
Daddy lifts Joshua out of his cot. Joshua wanders through to the landing and speaks with Mummy. He’s holding his dressing gown and a dog cuddle toy.
Joshua: (Holds up dressing gown to show to Mummy) This my rope.
Mummy: Your rope?
Joshua: Yes. (Holds up Copper, the dog from Disney’s The Fox & the Hound). This not my tractor.
Mummy: (Laughs) It’s not your tractor. Ok, what is it?
Joshua: (Looks at Mummy like she’s mad) It Copper!
Mummy: Of course!
There’s never a dull moment in our house!
On Thursday I booked the day off work to look after Reuben and Joshua while Jane enjoyed the day at a local hotel spa. It was a birthday present from her family… last year!
Jane’s mum took Isaac, in case you were wondering.
This is a brief insight into what the boys got up to at home…
The first thing we did was to wash Copper, the dog from the Disney film The Fox and the Hound. He was filthy!
And of course we couldn’t just wash Copper: Tod the fox plus Blue Dog and Blue Dog also got washed.
(Why do we have two blue dogs? Because we’ve got twins and sometimes you just can’t get away with buying one of something! So we have the Thomson and Thompson of cuddly dogs.)
And of course we couldn’t just wash Copper, Tod, Blue Dog and Blue Dog. I turned round from having squeezed out the last drops of water from Blue Dog and discovered…
Reuben and Joshua were busy scrubbing down the chute in the garden! (And just in case you’re wondering, that’s not an iron that Joshua is using—it’s a scrubbing brush.)
Of course we couldn’t just wash Copper, Tod, Blue Dog, Blue Dog and the chute. The car also got washed. With Reuben in it. While it was moving.
And then the shed got washed too.
And the fence.
And remarkably neither of them got soaked! I was wetter than they were by the time we went in for lunch.