Well TLM and I did a very grown-up thing yesterday – we walked up to the High Road without a pushchair – he is only just two and it’s maybe two-thirds of a mile each way – and sat at a pavement cafe supping a mango smoothie together and watching the world go by.
Several times recently I’ve looked at him and thought the clichéd thought ‘where’s my baby gone?’ – he just seems so grown-up – quite the little boy. In fact sometimes he really does seem to have such an old head on his toddler sized shoulders – he is wonderfully tidy (if he changes the CD on the stereo he always puts the old one back in its case!) and mostly remarkably sensible.
But then little things remind me he IS indeed still only a toddler – the sight of him wrapped up in his cot clutching his beloved teddy bear, the wonder on his face when he sees something really quite everyday to us grown-ups and oh, the strops he has if he doesn’t get his own way….