Monday, 13 February 2012

Denzel: Nemo's doing really well! I'm so proud of him. He's started to walk and now knows basic words and can generally understand what someone is trying to tell him, provided they keep it simple. He'd been trying to walk for a day or two before he finally walked all the way to Bambi without falling over. I don't mind that he didn't walk to me. I'm just happy that I got to see it.

I'd say he's about four years old now. It's difficult to tell when he grows up so fast. It's a little disappointing that he didn't stay younger for longer, because I wanted to baby him more at that stage. Well, he didn't cry too much or cause much trouble so at least in his toddler years he's far more interesting and old enough to start showing affection back. That's nice. Nemo loves getting cuddles from his mummy. He gets into everything. He has to touch everything he sees, or try and see if it's edible.

We were out in the garden this morning, playing around in the little snow that was left in the garden. His first reaction to the snow was funny. I don't think he'd expected it to be quite that cold. Anyway, I was rolling up a snowball, a base to our snowman when I see him running over screaming, '...'Nake! 'Nake mummy!' and pointing into the direction to which he came. I've told him about things he should watch out for, and Cambion is one of them. I do like him.... but I'm not sure if I should trust him fully with my son. I don't, not yet. In all honesty, I was scared to go over myself. I hate snakes. I took his hand and asked me to show him where he saw it. I was looking around under the bushes before he crouched down on the pavement and pointed at it. It wasn't a snake... It was just a worm. I'd told him snakes are long, have no legs and wriggles around. Maybe I should have been a bit more specific. I corrected his mistake and told him what it was. I'd received a blank expression from Nemo and before it could even register in my mind what he did, he'd already picked up the worm, put it in his mouth and eaten it.

I really hadn't been expecting it, and it made me feel a bit sick. I told him to spit it out, but he insisted it was 'gone'. I made him drink plenty of juice to wash the taste out of his mouth, but he never once complained. Is Nemo normal? Did Felicity or Dyfri ever go around eating worms?... I know they used to cry, but Nemo has only cried twice since he was born. Oh! Maybe Nemo has nothing to cry about. I'm a good mother, a natural!

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