Our little boy turned three in January and is a baby no more! This is seriously unbelievable to me, I just can’t see where the last three years went, or why they went so fast.
January was an eventful month full of travelling and social occasions. We started with New Year’s Day of course and although I don’t have a photo from the day itself, here is one of Shane gobbling up a mini poppadom in our hotel room at around 11pm on New Year’s Eve.
He would not go to bed, which is understandable since we wouldn’t either. He was way more interested in playing Trivial Pursuit with us, but we had to give up on our game once he decided that throwing the pie wedges and cards around was the best of fun. At least he slept in the next day!
He started violin lessons at school this month. We considered signing him up in September already, but decided that he was too young. Around December, his teachers told us that he follows the violin teacher around and asks if he can sit in on the class and keeps wanting to touch the instruments. So, obviously, we gave in. I don’t think I will ever be capable of not giving him something he shows an interest in. It was definitely the right decision, he absolutely loves it. He was so very proud the day he got his violin and insisted on carrying it and his music binder himself. At home, he showed us how to take care of the instrument, instructing us not to touch the bridge or the horse hair. 🙂 Too cute!
We also started doing a yoga class together on a Wednesday afternoon – there is no school on Wednesday afternoons in Belgium so you need to organise other activities. I take a half-day off and this term we are doing yoga (last term we did a music class). He loved yoga, the class is really well organised and I really like the teacher’s approach. He’s been looking forward to starting since I started going and I told him that he could come with me when he was three. He went on and on about it for months, even though he didn’t have much of an idea of what to expect. My husband once said ‘yogurt’ instead of ‘yoga’, so that’s what Shane associated it with. When asked if he knew what yoga was, he said: “Yes, it’s like yogurt”. I was worried that he woudn’t like the reality, but thankfully he enjoyed the class and we’ll be going every Wednesday for the next 10-15 weeks.
And his birthday – can any one boy get more presents than our Shane? Seriously, he was very confused in the end because the presents kept coming… He didn’t get everything in one day because posted packages arrived late and friends who couldn’t come to the party because of the snow left presents on our porch the following week. He actually woke up one night and sleepily asked: “Mommy, is it my birthday today?”
He was so good, he even handed over his dummy (pacifier) when he got up and said: “I don’t need this anymore, I am three now.” He wanted it back at bedtime, but managed without and he is dummy-free now.
Here are a few photos, one of him reading his card before opening presents in bed, one of him doing a Dora puzzle he got, and one of him enjoying his birthday cake. Chocolate, of course. Oh yeah, I should totally win some kind of Mommy award, since I not only made him a cake and some mini-muffins for his party, but, after all the guests went home, I made a second cake that he could take to school the following day. When all I wanted to do was collapse on the couch with lots of wine. Three-year-olds will do that to you.
And here a couple more photos of Shane’s adventures. The first is from Wales, where Shane discovered the joys of an after-dinner babyccino – warm milk with frothy milk and chocolate on top. Unfortunately, he quickly learned that he can’t expect one of those after every meal, sometimes what arrives is just a little jug of cold milk for Daddy’s coffee. The second is of me and him at the pub on a Sunday afternoon. I don’t know how much football my husband actually got to watch, but we had a pretty good time.