11.11.11

11.11.11

Isn't there something lovely about that as a date?

So pretty and balanced.

And it was a special date for us

because it marked a special point.

The little guy was born after 39 weeks and 5 days of pregnancy.

And 11.11.11 marked 39 weeks and 4 days of life in the outside world.

It was the very last day when I had been his home for longer.

So I didn't just take one picture.

I photographed a whole day in the life of the little man.

Having a little morning play after his breakfast and morning nap.

How quickly things have changed.

Gone are the days of me getting out a few toys for him to play with,

now he picks them himself.

Time for some lunch.

Cheesy English muffin with Marmite on

and some grapes.

Mmm, tasty.

After a nap, it's time for another play.

Who needs toys when an empty drinks bottle is so fun.

Remembering to take a brief pause in play

to watch the Hot Dog Dance on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.

Before you know it,

it's time to eat again.

Broccoli and cauliflower cheese

followed by a nice fromage frais.

A bit more playtime,

including a bit of naked crawling around,

which is his absolute favourite thing to do.

Then it's bath time for the water baby.

It was a hair wash night too.

Then after drying off and getting into some PJs

there is just enough time for a cuddly story with Mummy

before some milk

and then bed.

So that's a day in the little guy's life.

I wonder how different it will be in another 39 weeks and 5 days time. . .