Finn had been very excited about his tooth becoming wobbly. Others in his class have been losing teeth since the end of last school year, so Finn has been anxious to join the gang. He had been claiming that this or that tooth was wobbly for months, so it was a surprise when we found that one actually was wobbly. After another week or so, it came out at school, when he had been wobbling it in class.
At home, it was dutifully put under the pillow and Finn was very excited at the prospect of the Tooth Fairy coming. He was certain that such a fairy existed, not only due to the reports of friends, but also because he remembered the visit of the Nail Fairy when he lost his thumb nail whilst still in London. And, despite their late arrival (due to having initially forgotten and gone to bed, only to remember in horror when going to the toilet in the middle of the night!) the Tooth Fairy did indeed deliver the goods, and Finn was delighted with the result!
Before we go any further, here's a joke from Orry... sort of...
At the start of January (i.e. at twelth night, when we felt like we couldn't put it off any longer!) we took down the Christmas decorations. One of these was the beautiful piece of Christmassyness which Finn made a school:
As you will recognise, Finn perhaps does not have as much of an artist's eye, or sense of craft-perfection, as other children. But perhaps confirms the suspicions from his general Lego obsessions that Finn is more engineering-&-science than art-&-music.
Talking of Lego, here is Finn on a lazy weekend morning having fun with Orry's new Duplo:
Following on from the playing with the Christmas Present Duplo, here is Orry enjoying his drum-set present for me one morning also:
If you listen in closely to the guitar (not Orry's drumming!), you might get an idea of the song which we performed at the Manx song competition this year. After doing it last year, Cori had determined to never do it again, but we were obliged to go in again, to fill out the numbers, which we did admirably! Despite being a lot more confident than last year, at the event we didn't enjoy the performance and felt rather embarrassed by the poor show we put on, but then were surprised to hear that it sounded OK upon listening to it again on the radio (things like this crop up, to our horror, of the radio!). But, regardless of how it sounded, it was good to take part.
(The picture makes us look like a naff-sounding wife-husband folk duet, which is probably true to our sound, sadly!)
As we were rushing to get out the door to the event, inevitably late, I asked Cori if she was sure of what she was wearing. 'Yeah, why?', 'Because people will be able to see that you're pregnant', Cori looked in the mirror, shrugged, 'we're late' & we left.
You can't really tell by the picture here, but, sure enough, we were later to discover, Cori was suspected by many of the eagle-eyed women in the audience that night to be pregnant.
We discovered this before Christmas but it was only in January that we were able to at last get the scan which confirmed it all. And confirmed it all was:
It had been a magical experience in the previous two times at the first scan, but this time we were accompanied by Orry, which somewhat distracted me at least. We had taken his colouring book and crayons to entertain him, but the entire scan was him calling on me to help him colour in the whole time. By the time I was in a position to concentrate, the scan was over... Which seems like a metaphor for third-child parenting!
It is very exciting news though, and something which we were very pleased to start telling people as soon as the scan was done. Some family knew at Christmas time, partly due to the fact that we couldn't hide it from Andey while she stayed with us, so we thought it only fair to tell others at that time too.
The reason that we couldn't hide it was that Cori suffered from terrible morning sickness through December and January (and beyond). It was much worse than with Finn or Orry, and barely let up throughout the day. She had to invest in sick bags to have with her at all time, and have one beside her in the car at all times. However, besides the actual vomiting at home, she soon realised that she mostly just wretched when out and about in the car. So there were beautiful times when she confidently allowed it to happen whilst driving, without leaping into an emergency break to grab a sick bag... a sight to be seen for sure... Exciting times!
Here is Cori in a short space between feeling wretched and wretching:
This was taken on the 10th of January, about a week before our scan (so around 10/11 weeks along), which perhaps explains why the wrong clothing choice would give the game away to people we met!
Having the scan in hand meant that we could tell Finn and Orry also, which was very exciting, though, admittedly, Finn was the only one to really understand what it was all about when we told them!
Since this telling of the news, Finn has it that Cori didn't at all know about the baby until the scan came along. A curious version of the facts, but not one we're going to the effort to dissuade him from. So it is that he will interject into any conversation we have with others about the expected July arrival, "And she didn't even know!"
Finn had been planning that we should have a baby for about six months before. He had asked and asked Cori throughout that time, telling her to ask/tell me about his plan. We had been giving him a "We'll see" sort of response, so it was nice to be able to be positive about it at last.
Since then, Finn and Orry have been very attentive to Cori. Well, actually, not to Cori, at all. Rather, they have been attentive to Cori's belly, hugging her/it and talking to the baby at very-close range. It would be very touching/sweet for Cori, if it wasn't generally when she would be trying to do something, like getting them to bed!
Of course, the new expectation is the exciting news of the start of 2018, but there are still four things yet to tell, which are...
1) Orry's not yet being able to read makes 'Wet Paint!' signs along Michael Street rather ineffectual. A note of apology & explanation was left through the door, and the boys had fun pointing out the hand-prints each time down Michael Street for the week or so afterwards:
2) We finally went to listen to the stories told in the 'Sailor's Town' part of the House of Manannan. We tend to go to one particular section each time, but we've always tended to avoid the story sections, as it doesn't look like much, so the boys run past it. But it was good to get in there at last, and therefore to have pretty much now done everything in the museum - hurrah!
If you think that that picture of Finn and Orry mid-listen is poor, it was completely in keeping with the manikins telling the story there:
3) Not a story, more an explanation of a picture depicting Orry's occasional odd sleeping. He now falls asleep relatively swiftly and easily where he lies in bed. But when we go up to bed hours later we sometimes find him in odd positions. This was a new extreme, even for him, to turn around a full 180 degrees:
4) A lovely time was had on our first ever trip to Bishop's Glen, just past Kirk Michael. We did not find the cave in which the Bishop apparently hid in during the riots of 1825 though, so we've all determined that we have to go back and try again soon, but hopefully before there are five of us!
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