I can drive a train...

Our local park has a groovy miniature train track, and a diesel 'standard' sized train track going through the bush. Every so often the train club run the trains, and for a small fee you can go riding. SP asked the driver of the larger train if he could ride in the cab with him. His request was met with enthusiasm, and so of course the mama had to go too. We were the only ones on the train.....so the lovely man let SP drive. YES, my 5 year old son drove the train. He thought it was so very fantastic (as did I). He took the responsibility very seriously, telling me off when I got in his line of sight. Me, I was just interested in getting it caught on film (well, the digital camera. Not so much film as, ummm, whatever the camera saves on to).

I'm a big boy!

Mmmm, Daddy's berry smoothie!

Wee m is growing seemingly before my very eyes. He has in the last week decided he can drink from a cup, climb into his high chair independently (and out again), jump up and down in his cot, gnaw large chunks from the top of his cot and throw them onto the carpet, run, walk backwards, and sign back to us (payback for the months we have been waiting sceptical that he was ever going to cotton on!). My baby is most definitely a BOY now.

On the creativity front, I am having a go at making some button jewelery. I was given a large tin of buttons last week and feel obliged to do something pretty with them. Also, I found a gorgeous tea towel (yes, tea towel) in a funky shop and immediately envisaged it as a bag. Have purchased suitable lining and handle fabric and it awaits my scissors (I am feeling somewhat nervous about it, hence no progress!).