Well, I have been so busy lately, I just haven't been able to post or read anything! Life just gets crazier every day, it seems...
DP is being flown up to Brisbane for a second interview for a job up there. So we could be relocating sooner than expected. And even though it's not Africa (I am secretly very relieved about that!) the job is dealing with projects in West Africa and requires a French speaker with knowledge of that region! And trips to Cote D'Ivoire once or twice a year. So chances are we'll be up there quite soon. The thought of moving again is frustrating, but if the company is going to cover the relocation costs then maybe it's ok. It's going to be quite a challenge getting started in a new city. And even though I've spent a lot of time there, I don't know my way around Brisbane at all! But I still speak Queenslander, ay.

Aadi is growing up way too fast. He has personality to spare! As much as I would like to let him walk around on his own when we are out, he just runs away and will never let anyone hold his hand or guide him. He is SO stubborn, and throws the most embarrassing tantrums when he doesn't get his way. But he turns on the charm and cheeky smiles for every woman he sees. He's such a flirt! But yeah, definitely a drama queen like his dad!
Lately he's been waking up a couple of times a night and getting up around 5, which is still horrible. Some days he's dropped his morning nap, but is having maybe an hour and a half at lunch time. He has to be outside for at least an hour every day, so we're always at a park, or if it's raining I take him to the local play centre. I've got a bike seat for him and a helmet, and he loves cruising around and singing at everything he sees!
And he's obsessed with shoes and accessories! Always has been. He's been getting around in DP's moroccan slippers since he could walk, but even before he could crawl properly he would wriggle around on his tummy commando-crawling from one end of the house to the other, get into the wardrobe and pull them out in order to play with them and chew on them (ew!). And sunglasses, bags, hats, scarves... I have had to give him a few pairs of cheap sunnies to wear/play with, and there's always a spare pair in the pram for distraction/entertainment. And an old mobile phone of mine that he chats away on and "texts" with! People on the bus thinks that's hilarious, and he loves to perform. And it sure beats him screaming at me.
If I don't lock the wardrobe doors, everything will be quiet for a minute or two, and then we get a fashion parade of whatever Aadi has found and draped over his head! He would rather play with his collection of hats and beanies than anything else at the moment. Except maybe dancing and singing. It's quite funny to see him grooving away to Stevie Wonder, and he just loves Michael Jackson. He really has an amazing sense of rhythm. His singing is a bit off-key and very loud, but he loves to make noise. Perhaps a career in the performing arts...
His speech is still not very developed, but he is managing to name parts of the body in French and English now (sort of) and things like shoes, socks, hat, pants, cat, dog, bird, chooks, trees, flower and water in both languages also. It's a bit tricky to understand him sometimes, but that's normal, I guess! He loves books too, and his favourite at the moment is a book of farm stuff. He says "numnum!" and pretends to eat the pictures of fruit, which is strange because I never showed him that and he doesn't actually like much fruit, and he likes pointing out and saying "truck" and "tractor". He also gets excited and points to the sky whenever he hears a plane or helicopter, and points to every truck he sees. Such a boy!

Anyway, I have to get on with a tonne of stuff. I hope you're all well and daddies are enjoying Fathers Day today!

ETA: our photo was on the FRONT PAGE of the newspaper here. So embarrassing!!
I asked DP what he wanted for fathers day, he said "new car, new home, new life..." so here's hoping this week brings some good news for us!