Mum's The Word - April 26, 2016

I'm sure I'm not the only one who has a habit of writing something important on a piece of paper, then losing the piece of paper minutes later.
William with his jigsawWilliam with his jigsaw
William with his jigsaw

So it was typical I did exactly that, with the time and date of William’s two-year health visitor check.

I remembered the date and thought/hoped it was sometime early afternoon – time for lunch beforehand.

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So the little man put in his order for peanut butter on toast. Just as he was about to tuck in, the doorbell went.

Great, the health visitor is going to witness his least nutritious lunch. But she was lovely.

“My son used to love peanut butter sandwiches,” she said. Phew, well, if it’s okay for a health visitor’s son...

So, refuelled, the two-year check began.

Although to him he was just playing with new toys, it was nerve-racking knowing his abilities were being analysed and boxes ticked, as he built a tower with bricks, lined them up and completed a jigsaw. Then came the questions.

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Can he jump? I found myself making excuses. “No – nearly, he tries to, he’s almost there.”

Can he put words together?

I didn’t want to admit he’d learnt the three-word phrase “oh my God” from his older sister.

Can he dress himself?

Erm... Can a two-year-old dress himself? I really didn’t think that was such a big milestone for his age, so I skirted round it and explained he enjoys taking his clothes off more than putting them on.

With all these questions, maybe I was the one who should’ve fuelled up on a peanut butter sandwich!