Guess what? My little boy is home! This mummy is one happy mummy and grins from ear to ear despite being woken up in the middle of the night for milk feeds and also in the morning to an invitation to play. I willingly obliged and earned big and winning smiles from the boy who was happy that his mummy for once agreed to wake up in darkness to play toys with him! As you can see, a happy mummy is a willing mummy 
He has learned quite a lot of things in the one week he was with his grandparents. He has improved in making up his funny sentences and is also picking up more words in different dialects. I doubt he understands them, but he repeats the words anyway. It’s an improvement from the time when he would just laugh when he hears anyone speak in any language other than English.
Last night when we were putting him to bed, the last sentence that he said to his daddy before he fell asleep was this:
“Papa, press boy boy back”
He wanted a back rub, and the father obliged. Not long after a gentle back and head rub, he was in dreamland. He woke up several times in the night, possibly from dreams because once he woke up saying “No!” and was crying, and other times he just kept saying “I want to turn there” and kept rolling this way and that on the bed. Must’ve played too much in the day!
This morning, he went to the babysitter’s place without a fuss which made him all the more adorable. I thought he would fuss a little bit, having been away for a week. It was surprising and we were glad that he seems happy to go to the babysitter’s again.
Anyway, no matter how he would have behaved, I’m sure I would be just as happy to have him home. It’s a bonus that he’s behaving so well and such a good boy. Makes me a truly happy mummy! Now I’m looking forward to the end of the day to get off work to more big smiles!
