Today, Elsa had a play date with a friend who lives quite far away and because she finds us all so embarrassing, we weren’t allowed to stay and had to make ourselves disappear for a couple of hours. Rather than get lost trying to find somewhere interesting to visit, I took Jude and Emmeline to the only place I knew how to get to. TESCO! Yes, we went food shopping. Despite it being a typically rather arduous task, nowadays I find it pretty hilarious to food shop with Emmeline. She recognises packaging so points and babbles in her funny little language until I pick up whatever it is she wants plus we never leave a shop without her having chatted to at least a handful of people. Today she entertained her audience by shouting “HIIYYAAAAA HIYYAAA HIYYAA HIYYAA” (repeat) at the top of her voice into her imaginary phone (a small plastic box I was buying for Jude’s packed lunch box) and my god, she is loud. Literally made everyone in the immediate vicinity leap out of their skin and then laugh/smile when they saw the loony responsible for their surprise.
Anyway, successful food shop complete, I thought I’d give my wee crew a treat for making the experience so pleasant. We stopped in at the coffee shop and sat down with a few drinks and one giant cookie to share (I’m generous like that). Emmeline happily ate her chunk but Jude wouldn’t bite his. I’ve seen him do this before but today, sat opposite him I was able to watch more closely without him thinking I was staring. He basically picks bits off with his finger or thumb and eats the crumbs/minute morsels that he creates. He even dug the chocolate chips out with his finger and ate them. Each time he picks a bit off with his finger, he swipes his hand across the table to clear the debris then goes back to picking. He doesn’t hold the cookie at all, it just sits flat on the table where he stabs his finger into it.
I think we have a new weirdie to add to the list!
I even asked Jude “what are you doing?” and he just laughed! I said for him to pick it up and take a bite but it was like he couldn’t do that. Eventually he did pick it up and tentatively bit it with the side of his mouth but discarded this method in favour for picking again.
Here are the pictures…
Jude always stares into space when he’s not talking, I’d love to know what he’s thinking about. Eye contact is now pretty good when he’s talking to you face to face across a table, otherwise his vision goes off in all sorts of angles and he is distracted by every possible moving object. I guess having something like a table to help focus your line of direction makes the difference.
Emmeline was miffed when she’d finished her drink and shouted “mooore” whilst pointing at my drink (her new word). Nothing is sacred with that little Ring Leader around.
Jude picking! He won’t even look directly at the cooking for very long, literally fleeting glances. It’s as if he just needs that sensory feel of it crumbling under his fingers and the visionary sense merely ruins the experience.
So there we have it. A fab shopping trip with the wee’uns, a cookie treat and some funny memories to boot.