We’re currently on the hunt for a nursery for H-Bear. He’s getting to the age where he’d really benefit from some independent socialising with children his own age, without me around, for a day a week. I could also do with some more work time. But H-Bear is a wild thing. His natural habit is the woods, or a big open space. And the nurseries in our area seem to have small, confining rooms, which lack in outside areas. They feel forced. And I think he would feel shut-in.
H-Bear is now the age Busby was when Nick and I got married! How crazy is that?! And you know what else? He would have been an, um, interesting element at the wedding (Busby was a dream…) How can two children be so different? H loves nothing more than a big open space, with puddles, and unlimited time to explore. I’ve written about having to take him out for a walk every day previously, and that still applies! We’re now on recognisable terms with the Groundskeeper of the ...
19 months of H-Bear… And one step closer to two! After my post last month about H now fitting into Busby’s iconic raindrop coat, I ended up buying him two coats in the Zara sale! It felt too strange seeing him in her coat every day, so I think I’ll be washing the raindrops and sending them into the loft for any children Busby may have in the future.
Gosh, it only feels like yesterday that I was writing H-Bear’s 17 month update! H-Bear now fits into Busby’s iconic raindrop coat, which I have mixed feelings about… It’s the coat she wore almost daily when she became a little girl, rather than a baby, and became ‘her’ (if that makes sense?). I can’t quite believe he’s old enough to wear it – this baby-toddler-child malarkey goes too quickly!
17 months old! Wow! My baby has well and truly turned into a toddler this month… Another month closer to two, and the ‘Terrible Twos’ are beginning to inch their way through into H-Bear’s personality. I shouldn’t be surprised really; Busby started her Terrible Twos around now! This month, H-Bear has: