I just got my regular email informing me about the development of my toddler. I checked the date and oh yes, he did indeed turn twenty two months old today. I can’t believe that in a mere two more months he will be a fully fledged two year old. Today’s email made laugh:
“Your toddler can probably hop off the bottom step of a staircase by throwing one foot forward and letting the other follow. But true jumping, where both feet leave the ground at the same time and then land squarely, is a skill that requires excellent balance and may take a few more months to master. You can help her practice two-footed jumping by putting some pillows on the floor and letting her leap onto them from something low, like a child-size footstool.”
If you know Sam you will also know that his is always jumping all over the place and living up to his nickname of Froggy!
Sorry about the update hiatus, will try to get back on track, but for now it’s bedtime.
Oh yes, as Dandad points out, we have pictorial evidence that Sam has been very adept at jumping for some time now. Here he is on New Year’s Day leaping amongst the waves with Dandad at Widemouth Bay. Mummy couldn’t join in because unlike the happy bouncing boys she didn’t have a stonking pair of wellies and had to keep her shoes dry.
Though, actually on closer examination, this was taken before Sam was given a cracking pair of pirate wellies by his Dandad and he’s just wearing his little trainers here. Sam insisted on staying out in the cold on the beach and dashing into the water long after the rest of us had had enough. Dandad had to keep chasing after him and pulling him back to shore. Oh, but look! Dandad isn’t being very sensible here either, he’s also not wearing his big wellies and he had no excuse! You can be assured that any further trips to the seaside were well accompanied with galoshes on both Sam and Dandad’s feet.
Anyway, we were concerned that our little boy’d be frozen cold and soaked through after his watery escapades, but Sam was as happy as could be and pitched a huge fit when we decided that we really ought to remove him from the elements and get back into the warmth of Entity. We had to drag him back to the car screaming. Nanna and I were convinced he’d need a good drying off and a fresh set of warm clothes but when we came to strip off his little Goose Fair special rain suit he was quite toasty and aside from a pair of slightly damp socks, perfectly watertight beneath.