It's taken me a while to get shots of our little boy, and even these aren't great, he simply doesn't sit still long enough. As you can see, Leila adores him, at times a little too much, but he doesn't really protest too strongly.
He's settled in really well, although I had a meltdown yesterday. We went out for about an hour and I didn't lock him in his room because he is so comfortable and hasn't made a mess anywhere. When we got back, do you think I could find him anywhere? I tore the place apart and could not find any sign of him. In the lounge, in the hearth of our blocked up fireplace, there was a little pile of ash from the chimney. I convinced myself he'd got in that gap (he can really climb) so I tore up the blocking and then with the sheer chimney not an option, was convinced he had squeezed in the gap on one side into the wall cavity. I was in tears, completely distressed thinking he'd die in the wall, I was so close to cutting out some plasterboard, seriously. After over an hour I was on the phone with my dad talking options, went to sit on the very bottom corner of my bed and felt a lump..... I had thrown back all the covers on every bed from the top, but hadn't checked at the bottom. Somehow he'd scooted down under the doona and sheet and was sleeping in the very bottom tucked in corner. Now I know how cheeky he is, I won't stress quite so much when I can't find him, but I have blocked up the chimney again, extra securely.