Having a toddler in the house adds a little extra to your morning coffee…
What else is new. Elliot has said his first proper word (apart from “mummy” and “dadda”). The word is “knee”. I tried to make him say it in Danish as well (knæ) but no luck, but who can blame him..and last week he tried to say “thunder”.
We also went to IKEA, Elliot was a bit tired so he started his nap while we were driving.
Only to wake up and find himself in toddler heaven = surrounded by soft toys. I’m sure he wanted me to buy all of them.
I want that one….
and that one and THAT one and…
We ended up buying a play carpet.
Then the weekend came and we all went Christmas shopping. There was a big sale going on at Expo (big exhibition hall close to where we live) and Elliot found a Cookie Monster teddy.
I found the perfect plastic tree, which of course had to be decorated with multi-coloured lights, inspired by this Chip and Dale Christmas video. I remember watching it each year at Christmas and wishing I could have a tree exactly like that one.
Elliot and I also went shopping at yet another mall (I swear when we leave here I will never want to set foot in one again) and E woke up from his nap being extremely grumpy, just look at that protruding lower lip:
A crisp at Swensen’s – which I found to be a horrible, horrible place (overpriced, crap food & service) but hey, they have crisps and highchairs – helped a tiny bit.
Pink balloons helped even more.
Thursday we went to a playgroup in the Danish Seamen’s *giggle* Church on Mount Faber. Elliot is still a bit shy as he was traumatised the first time we went, where we entered while they were singing a birthday song really loudly while stomping their feet on the ground. Poor Elliot, despite his Nordic genes he’s not used to the wild, wild ways of the Vikings
This is how he looked after the last session:
What else have we been up to. Oh yes, that’s right. We’ve been picking flowers by the handfuls.
We’ve been checking out butterflies.
And yesterday we said hi to Scary Santa after we visited dad for lunch at Changi City Point (yes, yet another shopping centre). Elliot was not impressed and there was no way in hell he wanted to sit on his lap (who can blame him).