We've been on another holiday since my last post, this time to France with friends. We got so so lucky with the weather - after weeks of rain we got baking hot sunshine every day. The house was well set up for children, with toys, books and games galore - not that we spent much time inside. James, Josie and Ella spent the week running around the huge garden naked, splashing in the paddling pool, having tea parties in the playhouse, eating croissants, pretending to push adults into the swimming pool, pushing a dolls' pushchair around, and eating every meal outside. Toddler heaven (and us adults had a brilliant time too). Perhaps we'll go back one day.
James is saying lots more words now and really beginning to join them together in sentences. He had me in hysterics this afternoon - I asked him to come and put his shoes on and he came through and said 'Sit down.. NOW! 5, 6, 7'! He likes counting but hasn't quite got the idea of starting from 1, and he is used to us counting to three when we're asking him to do things.
We measured him shortly after his birthday, and he was 86cm, which would suggest that his adult height would be 172cm. Somehow I doubt that - it is very unusual for a man to be shorter than his mother. I think he'll probably have a growth spurt some time soon. He is around the 50th centile for both weight and height, and has apparently only put on about 150g in six months... oh well. He eats a relatively (well, sort of) balanced diet and eats a fair amount at least some of the time. We are currently trying to wean him off breastfeeding with moderate success so far (only one feed in the last 48 hours).
Touching all sorts of wood, ever since our holiday back in May he has been sleeping through more or less reliably - the bliss! He still has a nap roughly every other day, though it is only achieved by taking him out in the car or pushchair for a reasonably long time. He needs about 12 hours of sleep per day in total so if he naps in the day he will go to sleep at night correspondingly later.
