Nanny McPhee

Another half day of Cal watching. Today, he was very vocal. Speech can't be that far away. We sang about bunnies, piggies, ducks, and fish. He knew all the songs and most of the dances. Whilst he might not speak, he has no problem making himself understood. Today, he brought over my boots and started lifting my feet, then he grabbed my coat and his shoes. I guess we were going out.

His granny (my sister) had thought I could take him to the hairdressers for them to sort out her abysmal attempt at cutting his hair. I don't have a car seat, so unsurprisingly, I said she could sort that and explain herself to them.

An afternoon of fikka with some pals, so all in all, a full on fun day.