House hunting and Tate

I'm writing this entry on a train, oh the wonders of modern technology.

I've just been house hunting. Yep it's that time of year again, you just get past Christmas and you think that your life needs a bit of a freshen up. Well it's that and the fact my son Tate now needs a lot more space to run around in. He's conquered the full square footage of our 2 bed terrace and he's started climbing up furniture to seek more thrills. The problem is it's not his adrenaline that goes through the roof, it's mine and Saff's as we jump across the room to try and catch the lamp he just knocked off the table! He's certainly coming on though, I can't quite believe he's 16 months now. It feels like only yesterday when I was driving home from the hospital after with my windows down shouting and screaming at the top of my voice!

Have a look at the video below to see how much he's changed - this was taken when he was watching Total Wipeout on Saturday night. Who says that toddlers don't get adult humour...