the apple of her eye

There is no doubt about it, Apollo is the apple of Miss T’s eye and I say he deserves it. This poor boy didn't know what had hit him when we arrived home with our new tiny buddle of joy. And for last 10 months he has endured a heap of crying, many disturbed nights, a fair amount of prodding and poking and he lost his place in our bed…. He has had to learn to share his mumma (I do get occasion looks of jealousy that break my heart) and although he is still loved unconditionally the reality of Miss T has meant just a little bit less time for Apollo and a decrease in walks by…lets say 20%. And he has had no say in the matter. Like I said, he deserves it.

I must admit we were totally cool, calm and collected about introducing our teeny tiny new bubba to our 20 kilo+ big baby Apollo...that was until we arrived home. If you are a parent I am sure you know the feeling when you hop into the car on the way home from the hospital or the first time you arrive home and you think OH MY GOSH it is just us!!! It is almost laughable it is so crazy. No nurses, no buzzer, no friendly little man bringing tea around every half hour (I still miss this)...When we walked through the door I was almost frozen with fear and honestly thought how it this going to work….Well let me tell you it did. And it does swimmingly every single day.

My two little monkeys have become the best of friends and have already started working as a cheeky little team. It’s Miss T and Apollo against the world…or mumma rather. Apollo still gets the majority of the open mouth kisses, they are obsessed, I can’t stop them! They play ball with his disgusting rubber ball that makes me want to barf...again they won’t stop. It appears Miss T’s love is even more unconditional as she almost likes the doggy slobber…

Miss T has been feeding him from her high chair whenever she gets the chance but now they have stepped it up and she sneakily passes food below the tray, they both think they have mum fooled on this one! And now it looks like Miss T is starting to show an interest in taking on the duties of dog walker. Poor Apollo is chased around the house with Miss T trying desperately to get his collar on his neck and although she is making incredible progress with her walking (we are up to 8 steps at a time…too cute) I fear that it will be some time before she will be able to reward Apollo with the outcome he expects. But almost as though they are already scheming I can’t bare to leave him waiting for his walk so we inevitably all head out for a leisurely stroll. Your apple thanks you Miss T.