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As a cunning follow-up to a headlong backwards dive onto a hard tile edge, yesterday at creche Isaac decided to run over his own finger whilst driving a plastic car around. It was the kind of car you sit in, so he had his whole weight + the car squashing his titchy little digit . The nail has gone black already!!!

I said to him this morning that he was hurting himself all over the place, to which he replied "I'm not hurting myself all over the place any more Daddy." Hmmm, we'll see.

Head glue

Isaac decided to jump in the shower yesterday, and slipped - causing him to fall back and smack his head on the edge of a very hard sharp tile on the bathroom floor. His head split into a mouth shaped cut so Clare took him to the doc - who literally glued it back together! He went to creche, but we had to bring him home at 11 because he was clearly concussed - very drowsy.

Last night we were told to wake him up every 2 hrs to check on him - which by a cruel twist of fate just happened to be the first night EVER that Rosa slept ALL THE WAY through the night. Not that we got a full night sleep of course - no, up every 2 hrs weren't we!

Poor Ikey, he keeps saying 'You hurt your head Daddy, I think i want some medicine'. His grammar is not quite perfected yet...

A rather delightful picture of my beautiful daughter.

Isaac quotes

"There's only one Daddy" - repeated multiple times over a period of weeks, football chant style.

"Banana pie...pfffffththhhhhhh" - ordering dinner over the plastic telephone.

"I think I don't like something" - having zinc cream put on his bum during nappy change.

"1,2,3,4.....fiiiiiiiiiive" - no matter how many there are, it always come's to five after the count.

How many

Isaac quote: "How many brokens you got Mummy?"

Potty training

Isaac is officially a genius. I think I'll send off for the MENSA forms now. Yesterday Clare and I briefly discussed the fact that we should really start potty training him, up till now we've done almost nothing and he's 2 and a bit. Suddenly this morning, he came running over to Clare shouting 'Mummy wee wee!!!'. He then went and started dragging out the potty from under his table and Clare helped him do a wee in the potty. 'Training' complete!

Isaac comedy

We took Isaac and Rosa swimming today, after looking at Zacharias Jansestraat - I wonder if we'll have bought that house the next time I read this. I think probably not.

Isaac was really funny at the pool, he was looking at another kid (probably about 5yrs) and walked along looking in the other direction. He then walked straight into a large bin. Clare laughed, and Isaac walked over towards us grinning going UH-OOOOH. It was funny as hell.

Then at lunch, Isaac was naughty and kept standing up in his high chair. So I sprung out of my chair to run round the table and strap him in, only to trip up quite slap-stick style over the swimming bag. Clare managed to spit some pizza over the table she was laughing so much.