My brother Benpf

Harry & Ben were very lucky boys and got a slide for their birthday from Nanny & Grandpa. They had to wait as the stupid shops all assumed that no one wanted to buy slides in Winter, eventually they started stocking the slides again and the boys got their present. It is meant for the garden but we let them have it in the lounge for a few days before we put it outside.

As you can see they love their slide:



Harry has finally learnt his brothers name, but he pronounces it Benpf instead of Ben. It is very funny, Ben is talking lots more now and is desperate to say things all the time. The strange thing is he learns new words says them, then never really repeats them. It's like 'I've learnt that one now, bored of it, teach me a new one' and doesn't say them again.

Carol and Nanny & Grandpa took the boys out last Sunday, which turned out to be a trial. Ben got into a right strop and was very badly behaved. He was having such fun walking and running around, but fell over and grazed all his face, the day went pretty much down hill from there. Harry has also managed to give himself a carpet burn by rubbing his forehead on the carpet, (exactly like Ben did last year - see previous post). Anyway here are the war wounds:

Ben:





Harry:

Sniffles & Sorry

Well we all still have a cold, luckily Carol seems to have escaped it. The boys and I seem to be passing it back and forth between us. So they little men are a bit fed up and grizzly, probably a bit stir crazy being stuck indoors so much. Our friend Julia and Carol took the boys out last weekend, so they did escape for a little while. They have new wellington boots or as we like to call them 'Puddle Busters'. So last weekend Harry & Ben had their first bash at stomping in muddy puddles, which they apparently loved. I stayed at home and had a break, so there are no photos of them splashing in the puddles.

Harry is still Thomas mad and he has a little Thomas the Tank Engine book, that has little pictures on the back cover of all the other books. All day long Harry just wants me to point to each of these pictures and recite the names of the different engines. It is wearing a little thin to say the least :-)

He has also decided that he likes the sound of the word 'Sorry' so he is saying Sorry all the time, over and over, but to add insult to injury he puts on this little hurt look when he says it !

I promise to take so more photos soon and post them here. Until then take care.