Debs - what a horrible scary time you've had - so glad R is doing better now
School application - I've applied near my old home, just in case I do go back there, but never did get a chance to visit the schools, so had to go on things I'd heard, results, how many people applied for places last year - some schools had 40 applications for 60 places, others had 200 for 30 places -you can see the ones no one wants! Otherwise I have no idea where I'll be living, so can't do anything else. If I don't go home, I have to pick somewhere to move to... it's surprisingly hard to just pick somewhere to live. I've got used to living in a peaceful, more rural, near the sea type location, as opposed to a busy London borough. But I do miss a more multi cultural environment for the dc.
dd2 still not walking - is still doing her musketeer crawl - upright on 1 knee, she has worn through countless trouser knees, as only rubs 1 knee.
She is very vocal though - much of the time sounds like speaking some kind of Eastern European, consonant based type language, but has quite a few words:
hiya, bye bye, nigh nigh (for night night), moo (for what does a cow say) boo, beya (her sister Isabella), shoes, flower, shower, nose, eyes, hair, teeth, mummy (said insistently, loudly, endlessly, and used to demand anything with an autocratic point) cheese, (ba)nana, pasta, door, birdie, yesh, no, poo poo, beh ba (for belly button) baby, and various people's names, with differing accuracy & possibly a few more I can't think of off hand