There’s been a noticeable change in the air lately – after a summer in which we’ve mostly been spoilt by the elements, normal service seems to be resuming as the warm weather seems to be packing its bags slightly earlier than we’d like it to and an autumnal chill has been apparent for a few days. There are changes in the air for us too. Yes, I know that’s an ultra-cheesy segue worthy of Sky Sports News at the end of the transfer window, but that’s just about where we are now.
Anyway, changes, yes. Dylan and Xander have both changed so much over the last few weeks. Maybe it’s because I’m a functioning member of the workforce again and certain things are more evident to me now I’m not with them for the majority of the week, but there have been some pretty obvious ones too.
First of all, Dylan is growing out of things like Peppa Pig – hooray! – and into things that bigger boys and girls like. He’s become pretty obsessed with both Spider-Man and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I’m not sure how I feel about that really; although the cartoons are on channels that are supposedly appropriate to his age, they’re quite violent. Plus ‘new’ Spidey is a cocky twat and the heroes in a half shell now seem to be chiefly known as Leo, Donnie, Raph and Mikey which makes my blood boil. Needless to say, the campaign to own everything with images of both cartoons is well underway. Sigh.
Still, he’s getting much better at listening when we ask him to do things like tidying up and joining us at the dinner table and can now cycle in the right direction instead of backwards too, so he’s making some real progress. Just in time for school, which I think he’s going to love.
Xander, meanwhile, has been achieving milestones of his own. He’s getting the idea with potty training and seems to have reached the stage where he accepts that pissing in the bath isn’t cricket, so that’s good. His speech is coming on brilliantly too. He was already adept at making himself understood, but his vocabulary and ability to string sentences together have both kicked on massively. He’s also sort of sleeping through the night sometimes now. I know that probably doesn’t seem like a confident declaration on my part, but he’s been awful at night since day one and it’s a major relief that we all get a decent night’s kip now and then!
So it seems that he’s getting into more of a routine, which is convenient as… segue… he’s off to pre school in a few weeks’ time. Again, I think he’s really going to enjoy it and benefit from spending time with other children his age, so that’s great.
Maybe the summer has been a turning point for us all. To be brutally honest, the first half of 2014 was thoroughly shit; I found myself out of work, we had to abandon our plans of moving house and spent most of our savings keeping our heads above water. I’m cautiously optimistic that things are changing for the better at long last. Hurrah!