Today Eloïse is 13 months and 5 days. Nico is 3 years and 4 months.
Eloïse has toddled another few steps. Was towards Maman? Papa? Nico? Loki, or Naliah, or Aicha maybe? No, no, no and no. She headed straight to the TV, towards Leonard and Sheldon.
Earlier this afternoon I was lying in bed sick with a nasty bout of flu, and had convinced Nico to lie down next to me so he could rest up too. Conversation that ensued:
- *cough cough*
- A tes souhaits Maman
- Merci Nico. *cough cough*
- Do you want a drink of water Maman?
- Merci Nico. *cough cough*
- Are you ok Maman?
awww… Here’s to hoping both kids will be just as caring when they grow up and become teenagers. I know there will be a lot of bickering - we had a preview of it this afternoon, as the two were fighting over my iPod.
