Okay, time to eat my words, I said I would probably not write monthly updates on how the twins are doing, but they are really moving ahead in leaps and bounds now and I just have to share with you how exciting the journey of parenting them is getting. I have to just say I love this age. This phase is such an adventure and that is exactly what our little munchkins are doing adventuring.
Their mobility is so much fun. They wake in the morning, drink a little milk (they seem to have totally lost interest in drinking milk except at bed time), then lean over to give each other a kissie and then they are off. We are trying very hard to teach them how to climb down off the bed, but so far they seem to still prefer the crawl off the edge approach. Poor Sausage fell off the bed a few weeks back – he was crawling top speed to get away from Chris who was trying to undress him for the bath and just crawled straight off the end of the bed, sliding down a bag which was right there on his nose. Poor boy cried big crocodile tears, and had the cutest shiny nose before the scab set in. But it hasn’t slowed him down.
One of their favourite places to play is in our bathroom. Sausage loves the plunger (don’t worry it has never been in a toilet) and sings into the round bit. Pudding is obsessed with unpacking all the towels and turning the electronic scale on and off. Lately they also love to stand against the shower door and watch us shower, kissing us through the glass.
They pretty much started pulling up at the same time they started crawling (three months ago), which means they started cruising pretty soon after crawling and so crawling has largely been a means of getting to something to pull up on. Except when they have races down the passage. At first Pudding was so much more confident crawling (she crawled almost two weeks before Sausage) and would crawl ahead of him and then wait for him to catch up – too cute. But now Sausage is a little maniac. His crawling style is so much like a new born turtle, you know the way thay do that mad dash for the water after hatching? Crazy fast and slapping those little hands down on the floor. Pudding is a little lady and so controlled. Now it is him often waiting for her to catch up down the passage. Pudding learnt to climb the very first thing she found in our house that was low enough for her to get her leg onto (a picnic basket) and now she is already coping with getting up the few stairs in our garden. Of course she has no idea how to get back down off of things, so moans until you help her.
Surprisingly and rather unusually I think Sausage was way ahead of his sister in the talking department, he said his first word the day Pudding crawled for the first time nearly 3 months ago, “Dada”, followed a couple of weeks later by “Mama” and then (which took us a while to work out) “Mba” for Simba ( the mural onthe wall and the soft toy) and most recently he says “uh-uh” with a shake of head for No (yes he hears that a lot because he is into everything).