Grandpa Keith has landed!Oscar played shy and confused at first, but was soon larking around. I think he really appreciated having lots of blokes to play with. He's looking forward to seeing his grandpa again once he's back from Uncle Foz's.
On a separate note, the hot news is that Oscar can now climb out of his cot. We'd just come back from the seaside (to be covered in a separate post) after a much delayed flight. Oscar was a bit disorientated and cried when I put him into his cot to sleep. I thought I'd leave him a while, but his cries became very intense and very LOUD. Matt went into Oscar's room to find the little munchkin standing by the DOOR trying to get out!
He didn't seem to have hurt himself but was pleased with his accomplishment. We put lots of padding round his cot and tried to get him to sleep. But the cot antics happened again! Only after many many 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars' did he finally drop off.
Anyhow, I've found a solution to all this mischief. He's now ensconced in a sleeping bag, snug as a bug in a rug.
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