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They're back
Ryan and Bea have returned from their week in Cambridge. They're a little bigger (the grannies feed them more than I do) and can walk a little better.
Bea now has the "finger death grip" approach to walking. She grabs one finger of an adult's hand as tightly as possible and then walks them around the house. If you refuse you're in danger of having your finger broken off by her enthusiasm.
Ryan consistently runs everywhere. And apparently the grannies found his "sugar rush" moments deeply scary. There was also a suggestion that he screamed loudly every time he didn't get his own way.
And there were the usual set of toddler tales.
For instance, not only is Ryan still not feeding himself, but if left the spoon he will use it to poke the nearest adult until they cave in and serve him.
Another example, the twins are getting into the unfortunate habit of trying to keep their balance by hanging on to their sibling. This works just as badly as you might expect and they now have matching bruises.
Finally, the grannies were rather surprised to discover that neither baby liked grass. What ?! Walk on the cold, rough, green stuff when I can be carried ?! They will do almost anything to avoid putting both feet in it, including standing on one leg and standing on an adult's foot. In the eyes of Granny Jo - camping enthusiast - this is not a good thing.
Ah well, back to the delights of the musical snail...
Bea now has the "finger death grip" approach to walking. She grabs one finger of an adult's hand as tightly as possible and then walks them around the house. If you refuse you're in danger of having your finger broken off by her enthusiasm.
Ryan consistently runs everywhere. And apparently the grannies found his "sugar rush" moments deeply scary. There was also a suggestion that he screamed loudly every time he didn't get his own way.
And there were the usual set of toddler tales.
For instance, not only is Ryan still not feeding himself, but if left the spoon he will use it to poke the nearest adult until they cave in and serve him.
Another example, the twins are getting into the unfortunate habit of trying to keep their balance by hanging on to their sibling. This works just as badly as you might expect and they now have matching bruises.
Finally, the grannies were rather surprised to discover that neither baby liked grass. What ?! Walk on the cold, rough, green stuff when I can be carried ?! They will do almost anything to avoid putting both feet in it, including standing on one leg and standing on an adult's foot. In the eyes of Granny Jo - camping enthusiast - this is not a good thing.
Ah well, back to the delights of the musical snail...