Daniel is now on his 3rd cast in a week. One of his nurses back in the NICU once suggested that we call him 'Houdini' as he had an uncanny knack of locating his monitor attachments, pulling them loose and breaking free. Well, he's figured out how to get out of a plaster-cast too.

He is back to his ususal, cheeky-chappy self: toothless grins and chuckles. He's also quite the ladies' man. He and I were waiting outside this ice-cream shop this evening while Nicci was inside and he managed to get two 'honnies' into conversation, one of which offered him some of her ice cream. He politely, but nonchalantly declined. He of course had a better offer, his preferred dairy product - Mummy's milk.

It really seems now that Daniel is 'at home' at home. It took him a while to get used to his new surroundings, but now we have finally unpacked all the boxes his arms are flapping as wildly as they always used to when he gets excited (yes, both of them - we need to watch out we don't get clobbered by the rock-solid one) AND (most exciting of all), he is sleeping through the night again!