Thursday, June 05, 2008

A Chuckle of Chicken the collective noun for chicken (according to Matilda.) Lots of chicken is a chuckle of chicken. I think it's inspired.

Philip is getting more and more strong willed. He gets seriously cross when he doesn't get his way and he just comes around and just smacks me. Soooo annoying. If you don't believe me, you can witness his temper in this video:

He says several words now:

Ta (water)
Cow, Moo
Bye bye
Ge ow (get down)-when he climbs on something and needs saving; several times a day
Chee (for cheese, AND for juice)
woof woof
Babble (Scrabble)
Ooow! (Yes, he immitates me when I saw Ow after one -or both- of them trample me.)
Baba (banana)
No (very emphatically, shaking his head)
No (pointing at his nose, means nose)
Da (duck)
Do (dog)
Neigh! (horse)
Titoo (tickle)
Ti too (sounds a bit different to the above, means thank you. he says it when he gives you something.)

Songs he can sing recognisably (he hums them, but you can easily tell which song it is:)
Old McDonald
Three Blind Mice
Happy Birthday
La Bamba (yes, I blame Sesame Street)
John Jacob Jingleheimer Smith (see above)

He can feed himself with a spoon if the food is sufficiently sticky (like yoghurt, or porridge.) He has SUCH a temper! I can't get used to it, after Matilda -the child who had no temper tantrums. Philip can go from happy to screaming in anger and back to happy in seconds (inspiring Peter to play the "One-Two-Three-CROSS" game.) Example: We are walking with Philip down the street. Philip is happy, and chatting to himself and running along. We pick him up to cross the street: SCREEEEEAM SQUIRM SQUIRM CRY SCREECH. We cross the street and put him down: crying stops instantly and he goes back to running. Yeah. So THAT'S what toddlers are like!

He climbs on everything. See where I found him the other day:

Yes, my boy murdered some cheese pie and then fell asleep on the table.

Cute words Matilda says (because I would hate to forget them.)
Used to say:
Pengul (penguin)
Dinosaucer (dinosaur)

Still Says:
Cuggle (cuddle)
Guellila (gorilla)
Letterice (lettuces)

Ain't nobody can mess with me:

She has started understanding addition and substraction now. If we tell her for example "Daddy has two books, if you give him another book how many will he have?" she can answer, as long as the numbers are up to three. I think she has trouble visualising higher numbers, and this is how she comes to the answer. I'm very proud of my Babycakes.


By popular demand (Hi Evi!) some more photos.

My first reborn finished. I'll give this one to my mum, I need to do her hair some more because she has some bald patches at the back :)




My second reborn. His name is Finnegan and I painted his hair on.



The children's room and a view of the garden:




Good Vibes

I just need to briefly update anyone who reads this and knows my family personally:
My mum is in hospital. As you may or may not know, she has Lymphoedema on her legs, which is not very well managed (largely because she refuses to follow the doctor's instructions.) Apparently, it's gotten worse recently, and she also developed a "wound" on her heel that was not heeling. When they called the doctor, he said the "wound" is a pressure sore, and she needed to go to hospital. She got admitted to Laiko Hospital on Friday night.
She is now in hospital, where:
1: They are treating her foot. They cleaned out all the "dead" flesh, and put her on antibiotics. They said it will take 10 days before they can say conclusively that it's gone, but she seems to be responding very well so far.
2: They are trying to get her legs under control. This is the first we ever heard of it, but according to the doctor she saw in the hospital, if all that fluid doesn't get removed from her legs, it could cause pulmonary oedema (don't ask me why.) So they put her on diuretics, and she is in bed with her legs elevated (as she should have been doing at home, I hasten to add, if only she did what the doctor told her to.) She also found it very hard to breathe for a few days, because of lying down with her legs elevated, and all the fluid draining out, so she was given an oxygen mask to use on a need to basis. She doesn't use it that much anymore, but she did a lot in the first few days.
3: She got a complete medical work up (YES! FINALLY!) which, when I'm trying to stay positive, might be worth going to hospital just to achieve that. Miraculously, everything is fine. No blood pressure problems, no heart problems, no blood sugar problems.

According to the latest information we got, she will be in hopistal for "at least a month" and will take at least 6 months to fully recover (they had to remove quite a big part of her heel, so that wound will take a while to heal.) Andreas and Gianna are looking after her now, and after discussion with them, it was decided that it will be better if I go after she is out of hospital and help with things at home.

I will keep everyone updated (and feel free to phone me for more news) but please keep my mum in your thoughts. I am worried but also hoping that she gets out of hospital ok, she doesn't get any more complications while in there, and that this adventure makes her take her condition more seriously and take care of herself better in the future.