Age: 23 months
I like: Watching nursery rhymes on YouTube, being swung through the air, playing with cars, singing in the bath, giving kisses, flirting with my neighbours’ daughter through the fence Read more…
Tag Archives: one year old
21 month update
Age: 21 months
I like: Boobs, trains, cars, jelly, babychinos, slides, kisses, loud punk music
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20 month update
Age: 20 months
I like: hot cross buns, boobs, animal noises, singing to myself Read more…
19 month update
Age: 19 months
I like: Go Jetters, dinosaurs, kisses, boobs, saying “nana”, vinyl
Unbelievably 19 months have passed and Little O is bigger than ever. Let’s see what he’s been up to.
18 month update
Age: 18 months
I like: All the food, boobs, dancing, other children, The Stick song, being naked
Little O has achieved his second half birthday and is officially closer to two than one. Let’s see how he is doing.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
Over the last couple of weeks Little O has discovered the concept of snow. Our first “snow” experience involved fake snow in our local shopping mall. The have built a little wooden playpen and filled it with a sort of styrofoamy substance that looks like snow and made it available for small humans to romp in. Little O was an immediate fan. Read more…
17 month update
Age: 17 months
I like: Asking for kisses, Justin’s House, riding my bike, playing musical instruments, cuddles, peanut butter toast
Seventeen whole months! Let’s see what Little O has been up to.
Tricks and treats
Age: 16 1/3 months
I like: Saying no, chocolate digestives, indie rock of the angry feminist persuasion, sitting in boxes and drawers, riding my trike – sometimes sideways, boobs
In the last week the O family has experienced both tricks and treats, which of course ties in nicely with Halloween. Read more…
16 month update
Age: 16 1/4 months
I like: Leaves, Topsy and Tim, Dancing, Boobs, waving
Little O is officially 16 months old. Let’s see how he is getting on.
The first night away
Age: 15 3/4 months
I like: Waving, cats, kissing – but not on demand, pizza
Earlier this week I went away overnight for the first time on my own. The company I work for has locations all over the UK and Europe and in a few other locations from South Africa to Honduras so sometimes a bit of travel is required. Since I returned from maternity leave I have not had anything urgent to attend that I haven’t been able to turn around in a day. There was a conference in Brussels I really wanted to go to so Mr O and I decided it was time to bite the bullet and go for it. Read more…
Pox
Age: 15 1/2 months
I like: Biscuits, the neighbours’ cats, boobs, the toilet, combing mummy’s hair (aggressively), gumbo
A couple of weeks ago we received a text message from Little O’s nursery to say that there was a confirmed case of chicken pox in the toddler room. My immediate response was denial. I decided that since Little O was in the baby room and probably not licking toddlers it would be fine and he would not get pox. Read more…
The sibling question
Age: 15 1/3 months
I like: Porridge, bread sticks, mega bloks, pushing my walker, cats, boobs, not walking
There was a time I was fairly sure I would want two children – probably in quick succession considering my age and how long it took me to get pregnant with Little O. Since Little O was born though I have found my opinion somewhat changed. Read more…
15 month update
Age: 15 months
I like: The Wiggles, dancing, demanding to go in the garden when it’s raining, being upside down, boobs
Little O is now one and a quarter years old. He has had a tough week or so with teething and a cold that Mr O has described as “like the plague” (he has it too). Fortunately he appears to be bouncing back despite still being a massive mucus factory so let’s see how he’s doing. Read more…
Summer holiday adventures
Age: 14 1/3 months
I like: Rice cakes, peaches, ice cream, stealing biscuits, pointing at the door and shouting, “go”, boobs, putting random stuff in the washing machine.
It’s been a bit quiet over here as the entire O clan has been in Menorca for a week on our summer holiday. Menorca is one of the Balearic Islands off the coast of Spain and is well known for beautiful beaches and balmly weather. This has made it a favourite holiday destination of the O’s in years gone by but this was their first trip in 10 years and my first ever. Read more…
14 month update
Age: 14 1/3 months
I like: Ice-cream, my push along wooden dog, pretending everything is a phone, shouting “hi!” at the top of my lungs, boobs
Little O is officially 14 months old, so here is a little update between his two holidays, little jetsetter that he is. Read more…
The littlest (and loudest) groomsman
Age: 14 months
I like: Curry, sticking my tongue out, clapping, dogs, stealing biscuits, boobs
The O family has officially returned home after our epic trip to South Africa, the highlight of which was my brother’s wedding. Read more…
Luggagegate… the sequel
Age: 13 3/4 months
I like: Clapping, singing along to The Furchester Hotel theme song, being cuddled by my family members, boobs
The O family has now been safely in Cape Town, South Africa for almost a week but our holiday adventures have not been drama free. Read more…
The great move… again
Age: 13 ½ months
I like: Digging, boobs, peanut butter toast, Wotsits, my new house, my dog on a stick
I have some advice for you. Never move house. Of course this isn’t wildly practical advice since we almost all have to move house at some point but my suggestion would be to avoid moving house at all costs, especially if you have a toddler. Read more…
Mischief
Age: 13 1/3 months
I like: Playing granddad’s drums, Cheerios, wotsits and just anything that looks like it might be a crisp, pegs, pointing, unpacking bags, boobs
As Little O gets older, his ability to cause mischief, usually to our amusement gets ever greater. With that in mind I have decided to document some of the monkey business he has gotten up to over the last couple of weeks. Read more…
Dirt and train journeys
Age: Almost 13 months
I like: Eating sand, Organix oaty bars, being outside, banging on things, boobs
Little O and I had a pretty busy weekend. He is a popular chap so he actually has a much more intense social life than I have. I’m just entourage.
On Saturday we went to his friend, Little B’s first birthday party. It was held at our local soft play so there was a sandpit available. After any kind of water, sand is Little O’s favourite thing so as soon as he realised he could go outside, he abandoned the xylophone he’d been beating the life out of and made for the sandpit. Read more…
