And so it begins....

One year and three months and the stick obsession is now firmly in place. What is it about sticks? Bamboo sticks, rotting sticks, sticks twice as long as themselves. The stick collection outside the front door has officially started. The instant cries when you wrestle the stick out their hands as you shepherd them into the house has officially started. 

George is a stick lover. Hilariously, having watched his ninja brother almost non stop for the past year he will even pose with his stick ninja style. I didn't catch on camera but this afternoon he snuck a stick into the hallway, lunged forward, back foot on tiptoe and arm outstretched. Goon.