Thomas was invited to a birthday party today for his five year old friend Shubhan – at a Roller Skating rink. He was about the youngest child there and not really able to skate (or we weren’t willing to find out) but he did enjoy watching the other kids skate and jumping on some big podiums. I sometimes wonder if I am a little too relaxed with Thomas. Kei was worried the whole time that he was going to get knocked down by some bigger kids or hurt himself in some way. My attitude was more “boys will be boys” and if he gets hurt it will just be part of the experience and he will learn from it.

Maybe I was born to be the mother of boys after all… Either than or I am a completely neglectful parent.

Oh, and if you’re wondering, Roller Skating rinks are the same in America as they are in Australia. Very dark, located in dodgy neighbourhoods and more than a little bit white trash and dirty. But hey, the kids love it.

Meet Patrick. Isn’t he cute?

We had our semi-regular potluck gathering with friends from my baby group last night. I have known this group since our babies were born (well the mothers anyway) and it’s so much fun to catch up with everyone – especially now that the kids actually play together. It was so nice to just let them keep themselves occupied. I actually felt like I had a chance to experience some adult conversation. It helps that we were at a house with LOTS of toys. Seriously – A TON!

Of the five families who get together, Patrick is the first sibling to be born. Our baby will be the second.

Part of our bedtime routine. The toothbrushing happens every night. The headband only if Thomas is feeling like he needs an accessory.