20/20

Twenty weeks in, and the warm wet gooey feeling of a shoulder covered in milk-vomit seems, well, the norm.

The boys been growing in size and intellect and now appears determined to communicate with us in some bizarre alien language that involves a lots of very high pitched squeals and long drawn out moans. Kinda like a dialect from the bushman of the Kalahari, minus the clicky-clicky noises.

He's also become acutely fascinated with mum and dad eating and drinking, and watches intensely as each spoonful/glassful goes into the oldies mouths. Some say this is a sign to start popping some slightly more solid food in his gob too, but the most we've dared give him was 4 sips of orange juice. It went a bit like....

"He wants it, he wants it, should i give 'im some?" said Dad.

Arguably ignoring Mums distant cries of "No!" Dad brought the glass to the boys lips. Mouth wide open, little arms waving a bit excitedly, a little was gently tipped between the boys lips...

" BLOODYHELLBLERKWOTWASTHAT?!?!!" was the expression - lips pursed, eyes squeezed shut - if he knew how to spit he probably would have; all over dad of course.

"Geez... didnt seem to like that.... but,.. err... he wants more.."

And indeed he appeared to. Mouth open again, staring intensely at the glass, arms flapping for takeoff. So dad put the glass to his lips again, tipped a little in again, and, sure enough hairy muff,...

"BLOODYHELLBLERKWOTWASTHAT!!!"

Kinda like the first time a boy has a beer really.

This "I want it, I want it" followed by the "blerky blerky" face was repeated three to four more times till mum dragged dad away from torturing the boy. And its been milk ever since.

Aside from that he's met up again with his Nana after she and grandad had been away having yet another "adventure before dementia" (their words not ours!). Mike was in fine form, showing off as only he can by rolling front to back via his left and then right sides. (Disclosure: this bit included, at least in part, cos Uncle Jim moaned : "Geez - bet that ends up in the blog".)

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