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 Last year we kicked off this traditional
seasonal letter with the glad tidings that a baby was on the way; most of you will know
that Andrew arrived safely on 9th May. We had managed by then to persuade Peter
that a "big boy’s bed" was a better place than the cot, so it had vacant
possession in plenty of time. It's been hard work since then of course, but Andrew is
developing character fast and is a real treat. He's just started crawling - but has been
desperate to stand up for some time, managing to pull himself up on chairs or Peter's
toybox - but then often loses balance or his grip and ends up banging his forehead. So
he's a little bruised at the moment! It's been lovely to see Peter really enjoying him
too, with almost no sibling aggression - although he does have a tendency to snatch any
toys that Andrew seems to be having too much fun with!
 So what’s it like with two boys?
Tiring, especially when the littl'un doesn't agree with the concept of sleeping at night.
But then again, not as tiring as having three. No, that isn't a hint - two is it for us
old fogies who both turn 40 next year. As far as Andrew and sleep is concerned, we thought
we had it sussed - up until the end of August he was doing really well and on occasions
had even slept through from 7 to 7…... but then we went on holiday. Doh! The lack of
routine and familiar surroundings totally threw him, and it took three months after that
to get back to where we were.
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