Felix has recently taken up the habit of greeting people with a very friendly (and loud) 'Bonjour'. 
Often when we walk down the street he will say 'Bonjour' to people walking past, people in a shop and especially if we see people we know.
Amazing to see how many faces lighten up as a result of such a friendly young chap!
(These also happen to be Mummy's favourite photos 'de la semaine'!)
Did you know that a certain little toddler has about 10 soft toys that he sleeps with every night? Not only that but after Mummy and Daddy turn of the light Felix will often play with them for an hour or so. He often likes to tell them about his day, read them stories and this week he has even started to sing to them.
Of late, our Angel child has turned somewhat more devilish. He screams when we dress him, demands to wear different shoes, refuses to put on his coat, insists on sleeping in his Star-childs and seems to be in tears at least once a day.
But you wouldn't pick it from this angelic photo would you? Mummy and Daddy are starting to understand what they say about the terrible twos!
Felix and Daddy have a new game 'Does Daddy have a beard?'* . It's a bit confusing because sometimes Daddy does have a beard and sometimes he doesn't have one.
Tonight the boys played the 'Do Felix and the Fishy have a beard?' game in the bath. Amazingly enough they both had very special bubble beards!
*based on the 'Does Felix have a tail?' game
Okay the secret is out. Felix is officially a Wiggles addict (as you can see very clearly from his possessed look above). Not a day goes by without Felix asking for 'Wiggles?'. But at least it gets him up and moving I guess.
There's a new coffee connoisseur in Paris. And yes, it is none other than the 'nearly 2 year old' Master Felix!
Okay so he doesn't actually taste the coffee but he loves trying the seats and dipping the spoon in Daddy's empty noisette cup. And if you look very carefully Bon Papa, you'll be sure to recognise Le Dôme!!
Felix wanted to introduce you to Simone, who is the lovely lady who come to play with him when Mummy and Daddy go out. Felix just adores Simone and calls her 'Mon'.
The big news for the week is that Felix is now saying "I Love You". Needless to say it melts Mummy and Daddy's hearts every time he says it.
He has quite taken to a little game where we say "Guess what Felix?" and he collapses into giggles responding "I Love You". Make the most of it I say!
Well it has to be said there is only one boss in our household. Very well guessed - Felix!! He is becoming quite the little tyrant demanding where we sit, when we should get up, when to lie down, what he should eat, what book to read, in what room, whether to go to the park or not ... and he is pretty adament about it all. But many fellow mothers have reassured me this is perfectly normal. Isn't it?
Gulp ... and he's not even two yet.
It is getting increasingly evident that Felix has developed a reading obsession. Today Mummy managed to persuade Felix to read in the lounge room as opposed to Mummy and Daddy's bed, which was a nice change of scenery. First book was Maisy, of course!
Mummy was told to 'sit down' next to Felix and so she picked up a book to read too. It was very sweet to see him read himself the story and change his intonation as the book progressed.
By this stage Felix decided that he didn't want Mummy to read anymore, but yes she did have to stay sitting next to him. So Felix promptly took the book from Mummy and had a few on the go at the same time, in both french and english.
I guess he could have worse obsessions, couldn't he!
Today Felix is 22 months and 1 day old. In just two months he will be TWO years old. Gulp. Where has the time gone?
This is a photo of Felix last year when he was 10 months old and was in the middle of teething. Clearly the weather was much warmer as he was sitting outside in just a long sleeve top whilst this year we are sitting inside with slippers on(okay, ugg boots & starchilds).
Felix is now learning his colours. He already knows red, blue, yellow, green, purple, orange, brown, white and sometimes black. He also knows that Mummy and Daddy have brown hair and Felix has blonde hair. He is just starting to learn his numbers although hasn't moved much past 1, 2... He loves parroting Mummy and Daddy when they speak and is just starting to use small two word phrases.
Running and climbing are the adored activities and he can often be heard singing especially in the evenings on the way home in the stroller.
Felix is fast becoming his own little person and likes to think he is the boss around the house (actually he is!). His favourite past-time is closing doors, saying "shut" as he goes. He is obsessed by them!
He has a passion for reading, painting and playing with playdoh. But if you are a regular reader of Chez Felix you know this anyway.
Bye for now.
Mummy has finally been putting together Felix's baby book and so has been reminiscing over some of Felix's baby photos. This is a shot taken from September last year when his best friend in the world was a little Giraffe (and teething rusks).
Felix loved pushing Giraffe around the apartment floor whilst he was commando crawling everywhere. Although he did keep the wooden floors clean!
Not sure where Giraffe is now. If you fancy doing some reminiscing of 'Felix, the early days' you can check out these photos.
Each evening Felix has his nightly ritual before he goes down to sleep. He has his dinner, has a bath, puts his PJs on, has 3 stories, shutters come down, lights go off, kisses and into bed.
Bathtime is the fun part where Felix likes to play with the water, bubbles, ducks, boats and just enjoy being in the water.
It's when he gets all clean and fresh for his night slumber and after which he is super clean and scrumptous (okay so Mummy is a little biased).
These are some of Mummy's favourite bath photos of late.
Mummy and Felix went to the park yesterday and on the way stopped into the toy shop to buy a bucket and spade.
On the way to the cashier we noticed a cute little lion looking up at us. Felix just adores lions and as he was such a cutie we decided to buy him and take him to the park with us.
His name is Leonardo. I have a sneaking suspicion that Felix and Leonardo are to become the best of friends.
How many times have you heard the expression 'The pitter-patter of little feet'.
I really 'get' that phrase now. Yes, before it sounded nice but now I have that little sound pitter-pattering around the apartment all day and I just didn't realise just how cute it really is. Especially now the warmer weather is here, which results in bare feet on the bamboo floor boards.
It's particularly prevalent in the morning when the apartment is blissfully quiet and usually when I am having a cheeky 'lie in' and suddenly I hear the door opening and pitter-pattering towards the bed and then hear 'mama, mama'. So sweet.
Funny how a phrase can be brought to life (and have such a different meaning) after the arrival of a litttle person into a household.
Felix goes to the Halte Garderie two mornings a week (the French version of daycare). Those mornings are heavenly for me as I finally have a chance to do something 'pusher-free'. And Felix loves it too (although it did take some time to get used to it and we nearly had to stop it altogether).
However I have been worried recently how he was handling the french given that we only speak english at home. Was he struggling and feeling isolated and alone? Two mornings of hearing french for three hours is not a lot in the grand scheme of things.
So when I picked him up at noon on Thursday I asked the Directrice how she thought Felix's comprehension was and to my surprise (and relief) she said that Felix had no problem understanding. In fact he was perfectly bilingual. He always gave the impression of understanding exactly what they were saying to him and he usually responds to their requests...sit down, be gentle, come here etc.
I felt an enormous amount of relief.
Strangely enough today I have noticed that he is actually already saying some words in french 'assis' (sit down), 'merci' (thankyou), 'dodo' (sleep) and I am sure there are a few more that I have yet to discover.
I am so proud of our little bilingual man.
So to those of you that don't already know him, I wanted to introduce you to the Little Man himself ... FELIX.
He arrived in to the world at 4.23pm in Paris on December 3rd 2004 at the Franco Britanique hospital in Levallois-Perret, Paris.
As you can see it was a crystal-clear chilly winter day, jazz was playing on the radio, the room lights were dimmed and before we knew it he had popped out into the world in three easy pushes (Mummy nearly missed it).
From Day 1 Felix was a pretty cruisy baby - pretty Zen actually and still is to this day. He was also incredibly alert when he was born and incredibly eager to explore his new world.
He didn't really cry terribly much and if he did it was always solvable ... wet nappy or hunger. No major illnesses and pretty much followed the usual developmental phases by the book.
He was never an overly clingy baby, hated being swaddled and preferred sitting over a shoulder rather than being craddled like a little baby. Always terribly independent. Although of course he had to indulge his parents just a little.
The first relative he met was his maternal Grandmother who came to Paris when Felix was only 2 weeks old. Felix had his first conversation with her whilst Mummy and Daddy looked on proudly.
Bon Papa joined Felix for his first Christmas and needless to say Felix was quite taken by his paternal grandfather and of course it was more than recriprocated. A striking resemblance was noted on the paternal side and it continues to this day.
There was then a big lag in meeting the rest of the relatives until Felix travelled to Australia when he was 5 months old. He was a star on the flight - slept the whole way. Must have been preparation for meeting everyone in Sydney, Bungendore, Mooloolah Valley and Bris-Vegas. And boy was he spoilt.
He started commando crawling at 9 months just after summer having spent a month with his Nanny and Pappie who were visiting (from Mooloolah Valley). And at 13 months he started walking and getting into all kinds of trouble - just in time for his 2nd trip to Australia.
Fast forward a few months and imagine a strapping young toddler with beautiful blonde hair, brown eyes, and the most divine skin. Absolutely dotting parents (who of course aren't biaised at all) and I guess there you have it in a nutshell - our little man Felix.
Hope you enjoy being Chez Felix and enjoy reading and sharing in his magical moments!
