Eliza and William are obviously on a mission to show off at every available opportunity. Not long after I published my last post, they climbed the stairs. Again, they made it look like it was something they knew how to do all along, and were just waiting for the right moment to spring it on us. William does a very cute little double-tap on each step with his leading hand as he goes up, like he's testing that the step is sound enough to take his henchness.
They're also honing their 'eating with spoons' technique, sometimes more successfully than others. Nice sticky homemade rice pudding is easy. Runny yoghurt less so.
We think William has mastered his first word - "cat". Well, that's what we've decided he's saying, given he'll point at Miles and pictures of cats and shout "CA!". But then he'll also do it to Kate, the logos on my t-shirts, blueberries, raindrops on window-panes, thin air and dogs. So perhaps it's his version of "Look!". Interesting fact for you: apparently twins often take longer to say real words as they are so happy to burble away to each other in their own little 'twinspeak'.
They can also now clap their hands. I particularly like this as it's something I think I've taught them to do. Okay, not earth-shattering, but very adorable nonetheless, especially when they put each other in fits of giggles doing it.
Granny Viv spent the day with us last Friday, arriving laden with presents for all of us. E&W got slippers, trousers and a book. Kate got some jewellery. And I got a couple of Michael Rosen books: his Book of Very Silly Poems and Good Ideas: How To Be Your Child's (And Your Own) Best Teacher. I'm looking forward to working my way through that one and getting some ideas and inspiration.
Off we all headed to Oxford Brookes University where E&W were filmed for a promotional clip for the new Baby Lab. It's a very nice set up they have there, bright and airy and with lots of things to play with (and a cool one-way-mirror wall, which made me feel like I was in a New York detective show). We had lots of fun playing with the toys and being 'experimented' on. I'll post a link to the clip when it's been released.
On the way home, with Granny Viv gamely squeezing into the middle back seat, Eliza discovered she can (almost) eat an apple. Well, she nibbled on it, got some of the flesh off, and seemed very pleased with herself. It's great that they're now in forward-facing car seats - we can see them more easily, and they can see about them much more too. William has an air of Captain James T Kirk as he sits, very relaxed, hands on the arms of his seat, looking like he's about to tell us to engage warp drive seven (given our car is a far-from-boy-racer Skoda Roomster - aka SS Roomster - such an order would be met with "THE ENGINE CANNAE TAKE IT, CAPTAIN!"). Eliza likes to wave her legs about and bang on the window with her feet, all the while keeping an eye out for interesting things outside.
With the clocks going back, the evenings drawing in, and the temperatures dropping, we've opened the winter wardrobe. E&W look very snuggly in their new coats. Eliza looks very Little Red Riding Hood, while William looks like he's ready for a trip into the rugged wilds.
Last but not least, yesterday E&W were officially discharged from the care of the Newborn Care Unit at the John Radcliffe. Their fantastic doctor, Dr Kevin Ives (and I can't say enough about how good a doctor he is - polite, caring, enthusiastic, a man who clearly loves children - an absolute credit to the NHS) is really pleased with how well they've come along since he saw them back on their first day in the world - I'll always remember him looking at them (frail, helpless, seemingly wrapped in cables and feeding tubes in their incubators), looking at us (worried, exhausted wrecks) and quietly saying "They will be fine", without a hint of doubt. Funny how four words can mean so much to you - it felt like he'd given me an enormous hug. In an odd way it's a shame that they'll never see him again.
And that's about it for this week!