Pink hair he painted himself. Pink is his favourite colour. How he copies us and learns so fast. His fascination with my make-up bag — the eye liner he daubed on his eye lid when I wasn’t looking. Lipstick dabbed on, too. He’s always dancing, he’s like our own miniature Billy Elliot. Pingu and Tractor Tom. Tractors and trains in general. Going to the zoo and seeing the lion cubs! The penguins! The snakes! He liked the lizards, too. Making some cooking — his recipe included 2 eggs, milk, grated ginger and apple (he insisted on them being grated), biscuit crumbs and purple food colouring. Skyping with nana. He knows his way around the iPad better than me (he calls it the “pie pad”). Spinning round till we fall over — he giggles and shouts “wobbly! wobbly!” meaning he’s dizzy, then falls over (I lasted 4 goes at this and then was so dizzy i thought I’d throw up. Noah was not fazed by this in the slightest and insisted we “DO IT AGAIN!”). Dancing to this over and over. Balloon football with daddy. Bedtime snuggles on the sofa with mummy. He uses his potty like a champ! Singing songs from Tangled – when he sings along to this one i have tears rolling down my cheeks, it’s just so sweet and touching. I get spontaneous kisses now, and even when they’re snotty and mixed with broccoli, I treasure every one.
He is my favourite boy in the whole wide world.