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.
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.
A couple of nights ago Jane ordered Reuben and Joshua their first bikes (Branching Out First Bikes by John Crane), one in blue, the other in red. These are push-along, balance bikes with pneumatic tyres, adjustable-height seats and a bell on the handlebars. They arrived today.
Yesterday Jane took the boys into St Andrews to buy them proper bike helmets, which cost almost as much as the bikes themselves.
Reuben and Joshua love bike helmets; they’ve worn Jane and my helmets at home for the last few months. Often fighting over them. They love their own helmets now too. Reuben has a blue one with pirates on it, Joshua has a red one with dinosaurs on it.
I was sitting with Reuben last night, knowing that their new bikes would hopefully arrive the following day. We’d kept it secret from them that we’d ordered them. This was our conversation:
Daddy: Do you like your new bike helmet, Reuben?
Reuben: My like it. My like my new bike helmet.
Daddy: Good. Now you’ve got a bike helmet what do you think you might need next?
Reuben: Mmmm… [obviously thinking]. A drill!
Daddy: A drill?!
Reuben: Yes. My like a drill.
Daddy: Right… okay. Well, I didn’t give away too much information in that conversation then, did I?
I arrived home last night to some excitement at Potting Shed HQ: Reuben and Joshua had new duvets and pillows for their cot.
Up until now the boys have slept in zip-up sleeping bags, and pulled blankets over themselves if cold. But now they have ‘big boy’ duvets and pillows.
They raced upstairs to show me, threw themselves into their cots and race under the duvet. What genuine smiles!
This morning I went in to see them around 07:15. They were standing in their cots holding a cuddly snowman and cuddly Santa over the edges of their cot.
“Diving!” they said before dropping the toys only the floor.
I picked them up.
I picked them up. Again.
“Joshua, show me how you get under your duvet.”
Joshua dropped to his knees and shuffled under his duvet, pulling it tightly around his head.
“Do you like your new duvet?” I asked him.
“New duvet make my happy.” he said.
And you know, that made me happy too.