isles I'd be unhappy about a dog alone with a child. Not least because of the risk of biting but because she might get scared by it too. I hope you manage to sort it out. I'm glad your boss is being sympathetic.
Fred mostly says 'Dat' = That. I think anyway. It's usually accompanied by pointing. and "Dis". and Uh for up in my northern accent. Very occasionally we've had mama and dada. I also think he might be trying to say 'row row' (your boat) and 'duddle' for cuddle.
Have been liking all the christmas pics on facebook but not really had a chance to join in. All a bit eventful in our household. Christmas day was nice up at my parents. Boxing day I woke up with a dramatic case of the shivers. Plus I threw up when bf F. When my DH brushed my boob and it was unbelievably painful I suddenly realised it might be mastitis. Off to the OOH Dr who gave me some fab antibiotics.
So then we were due to go to the ILs for their family gathering. Only they had no power due to the storms, it had been off since the 23rd for them. So All the ILs came here. We were 7 adults, 2 x three year olds, 1 x 22 month old and 2 x 13 month olds in a small 3 bedroomed semi. We had no food in as we were expecting to be away. The first day was fine as my PIL had brought stews they'd ready prepared although trying to defrost a huge ice block of stew at 5pm with grumpy toddlers was interesting.
The second day was when I had a bit of a moment when trying to think of something to cook with the other food the ILs had brought: 1 slightly mouldy cauliflower, 4 x potatoes, 1 x head of celery, 4 x courgettes, 4 x peppers, 1 x pot of yoghurt, some cheese, a million eggs plus one nearly cooked chicken. It was all a bit Ready Steady Cook Extreme. I made a sort of veg gratin with yoghurt/cheese/egg mix instead of cheese sauce which went down ok with the adults and a few of the children.
Anyhow, now back to work. Save that I fell off my bike yesterday on my commute and it looks like I've got a small crack in my elbow. And a swollen but not broken knee. So I've mostly been on the sofa today. Fortunately no cast required and it only really hurts when I do certain movements, I'm guessing the fracture clinic will just tell me to be careful when I see them on Friday. But I can't really pick F up which is a bit of a nightmare. All a tad ridiculous, especially as it was my own stupid fault - I lost one of my trouser clips just before Christmas and my waterproof trousers got caught on my bike. When I stopped at a red light (on a cycle path) I did a ridiculous sideways topple. I learned yesterday they call it a FOOSH - fall onto an outstretched hand.
So after that extreme 'me' post, I'd like to say Happy New Year to everyone. Even if I don't post much, it's nice to catch up occasionally and see what trouble your little ones are getting up to. I do love it when they think they're being naughty and running away giggling.