After a bit of sweet talking, Cherub agreed to wear gobbles this week at swim class. At the end of class he rushed out to tell me excitedly that he could SEE UNDER THE WATER. Yes sweetie.Cherub's art work is coming along. The kids are watching Louie in the mornings,
... a sweet program that teaches drawing. Climber calls out at 8.15am Mummy can you get me some paper? (and I yell back Get it yourself!) and a few minutes later he produces a very competent drawing of a sheep or a crocodile. So I encouraged Cherub to get in on the action with this result:
Oh and we bought the boys some glubs. Modelled for your viewing pleasure by Cherub.
Just after he sang this little ditty for us:Nick pack giddy whack
Gib a dog a bone
This old man came rolling down the hill
