Sure! I'll have plenty of time!

Hello out there to anyone that might still have faith that this blog will be updated.

Fionn has been so busy becoming a toddler that most of his time is spent:

-playing with trains, talking about trains, asking to play with trains
-asking if we can go outside
-asking if he can get out of his stroller
-pointing out tower cranes (accompanied by a "Woooooowwww")
-playing with trains

Consequently, most of my time is spent accomodating said requests. Fionn is not an especially demanding child - he can play by himself quite happily for minutes at a time (as long as there are trains). However, when you resign yourself to the fact that lovely folk at your daycare get to spend more time with your little dude than you do (how jealous am I?), you want to catch all the action you can.

I haven't had a chance to post some of Fionn's great adventures over the last few months, but here's a quick recap as a prelude to what I am going to attempt to document over the next week.

Fionn has settled in really well at his new (and last) daycare at Queen's Park. After getting to know the staff and the enviroment where my child spends most of his time, I can say with all honesty that there is no where else I would have him. It it the most loving, playful, happy place I can imagine for him. The staff clearly love what they do, and the place is small enough that I don't feel he's lost in corporate childcare. I've come to adore his little classmates and look forward to chatting with his "teachers" when I pick him up. He is well loved there, that's for sure.

Soon, perhaps even as I write, Fionn is practicing to move up to the toddler classroom. It's a big step. For his graduation from Infants I bought him a Boon Potty. Right now he just thinks it's a stepstool though. I defer to his new toddler teachers, who will be teaching him potty training eventually, and await their advice and instruction on the matter. No need to rush anything.

Recently he's been to the beach in Goderich, which he throughly enjoyed as he got to go swimming with Daddy AND Jinky in the lake. His Canadian cousins gave him their Thomas the Tank Engine stuff and a box full of train tracks and accessories while he was there too. I thought Fionn's head was going to explode, but instead he balled his fists at his side, the shoulders went up to his ears, and then he grinned till he shook with excitement.

I have no idea where he got the idea to do that, but it was the most hilarious/lovely thing I've ever seen him do. He's a pretty happy kid anyway, so I wasn't sure how he could express being any happier till then. Fabulous.

Promise to get up some pictures within the next three days to go with this post. I DO ramble on.