Sweet greens and blues...

...are the colours I'd choose...

Steve has been in and out all day today, he's certainly not stopped being busy since leaving work. Tomorrow is hopefully a calmer day. I need chance to do some work!

We got rid of our old wardrobes this morning to Re-Loved, and this afternoon while Steve was in and out again we had the playdough out, had water-play, and did some big paintings.

Naps are all over the show at the moment. Sometimes Ben caves in in the afternoons and has a nap, sometimes not; and Charley has just decided to change HIS nap schedule completely and I am struggling to keep up. I am getting to four o'clock in the afternoon and am exhausted and want to cry! Not for lack of sleep either, I guess it's just not very good sleep. Or something. I don't know.

Steve is actively thinking about business names now. That's exciting! I hope he comes up with something good and catchy...

Struggled to get the boys off to sleep tonight. They were both worn out well before 7pm, but not sleepy enough for sleep. Charley had a windy hurty tummy (so do I, I sympathise - not sure which of our meals to blame!) and couldn't get comfortable; Ben kept coming and going, trying to play in his bedroom but coming back saying very sadly that he was lonely in his bedroom. He wanted his daddy too. Daddy was out rugby training for the first time in.... months? At least he came home not broken. I am glad about that! But Ben went to sleep eventually. It seems that he can't get comfortable nursing to sleep at bedtime any more. I don't quite know why, he manages during the night well enough. But he seems to be quite sad about this. He gives up and rolls over and presses his little back up against me and asks for twinkle twinkle to be played and falls asleep.

My boys are growing.... always growing... Ben is full of frustration at the moment. Frustration that he can't do what he wants to do, isn't capable or big enough or strong enough, can't manage by himself. Can't just be left to get on with things. And is lonely when he is left to get on with things! Can't express what he means so that we understand, and is utterly exhausted from all the effort of brain development. Charley is full of exploration still. He is trying to pull himself up to standing more and more, practising balance, being hugely carefree about holding on to anything. He is definitely going through the phase of not being where I left him when I left the room, although he is not yet actually mobile.

I'm sure it won't be long...