Awesome first sentence, DAsch! Wolf does that sometimes too... also annouces or explains other bowel movement ("Fart!"). Today we went to this really nice furniture place and I plonked him on the counter to get out my handbag and he let one rip and looked at the gay guy behind the counter and went "Wolf fart!" - he did not look impressed but I was almost ****ing myself laughing...

Wow - Tegan, I can't believe it's only 20 days until your EDD!! Where has time gone?

I saw Bindi speak on the smh website and it made me all teary.

Oh - before I forget - great news!! Wolf is FINALLY getting more teeth!! (he had only 6 before) he is getting another tooth at the bottom front (=no.3) and 2 molars either side. After waiting for like 10 months for some more teeth, it's such a relief that he is getting them (my mom had me all worried with weird kiddie teeth stories - kids with no baby teeth, kids with no second teeth, you name it...)

Wolf can count to three in both German and English (after that he gets a bit mixed up, both language wise and order wise, lol, so cute) but still gets colours totally mixed up. He will see a red car and go "Blue Mini" (brand is right, colour wrong). he can tell a Mercedes from a BMW, smart car from a mini ... it's so funny. Such a boy thing, huh? but then again he LOVES handbags. He keeps on snatchin our nanny's handbag and dangles it from his elbow - it's such a funny sight. I think DH is mortified. I am kinda tempted to buy Wolf a kiddie handbag just to freak our hubbie . He also seems to like Barbie... does anyone remember the Friends' episode where Ross flips when his son has a Barbie? I asked DH what he would do. He said "My son is not getting a Barbie!" ... are all males like that? Is that such a bad thing? A girl is alowed to play with cars, why can't boys play with dolls/handbags?
Oh well... instead Wolf pushes his Tiger around in his stroller and feeds him rice and cake (imaginary and real). He is so cute with all his stuffed animals. We have a lot of teaparties ... and I keep finding rice cake bits in our near stuffed animals mouths. It seems nurturing is not just a girl's thing.
I actually love having such a gentle, caring boy.
Tiger is going everywhere with him at the moment. Today Tiger had to look at everything and try everything that Wolf did. He would lift up the Tiger and point him at things that he thought were interesting and go "Look, Tiger, BMW"
Recently he refuses to get into the stroller, so our walks are not getting anywhere anymore unless I (or DH) carry him. It's a bit frustrating but it beats the hell out of going down the high street with a SCREAMING toddler in your stroller. The other day BOTH of them were screaming (I think Zara just decided something had to be wrong if her big brother is screaming) and I was soooooooo mortified. It's hard to keep your calm with 2 screaming kids, isn't it...

MOnday the removalist is coming and packing the "non essentials" ... I wonder what they think is essential... hoping we are not left with just our beds, 2 undies, one knife and a glass at the end of the day... I am packing all the "personal" stuff, so have been sorting through sooooooooo much stuff (and been throwing out clothes left right and centre). It's a really nice and cleansing exercise actually... you accumulate so much stuff in just a year... and I have had so many really gungy clothes... time for those to go... they are so yucky I don't think I can even donate them... *blush* - scary to think I still wore a few of them...

Snowy