This week, Noah started nursery. On Tuesdays he spends the day with his grandad.
He loves this because he is spoiled rotten and gets attention from everyone all day. Then for another two days, Noah goes to nursery. This is a slightly different story...Here is a video of him getting ready with mummy. We like to keep his toothbrush on the floor, before you ask.
Nursery is brilliant for Noah, but they have to do things slightly different there. So despite mummy and daddy explicitly stating how to get Noah to sleep in the day, the nursery has better ideas. So, instead of having his usual 1.5 - 2hours of sleep in the day, he has about a maximum of 20 minutes. By the time I go to pick him up, his eyes are so red and he is a little delirious. It has to be one of the most rewarding things in the world collecting him from nursery. He was in his high chair on both days and when I walked into the room, he went from being a really smiley, happy boy, to crying and reaching for me to pick him up. On the first day, I carried him home and he clung on to my arms and babbled to me all the way to the house. He was telling me about his day.
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