Bert and I went to get the mail today. I bundled him up in the green pram, plonked a hat on his head and off we went. I was chatting all the way but Bert stayed silent. He examined every car that passed, every tree, every letter box and every fellow pedestrian on the way […]

I don’t know how but Rae managed to get out of The Great Apricot Aftermath Nappy. Man oh man, it just goes to reinforce my view that all fruit is evil.

Bert got his first taste of apricots today.

And boy, did he love it. I am, however, putting Rae on nappy duty for the next little while…

Well, week one is almost over. It’s a case of so far, so good. He really is just about the perfect baby - sleep, eat, play, smile and repeat. Even the hot weather hasn’t thrown him, all it takes is a cool bath and bit of naked time on some towels and all is well […]

Oh yeah, he’s definitely mine. Sitting on the chair after his afternoon bottle he grabbed for the remote. I passed it to him and rather than the initial response that every other object (such as fingers, books, spoons, passing cats) gets, ie putting it straight in his mouth, he flipped it over and began poking […]

Albert’s new mum, ie his dad, started today.
I wrote a bit on my personal site so I won’t repeat it here but for those who can’t be bothered clicking the link all went well. I kept some house, did some work and raised some kids. I’m incredibly happy and incredibly tired and can’t wait to […]

Trying to get a new routine happening this week, in preparation for Tony’s first week. Albert is pretty good and feeds on a schedule, but this week (well, as of yesterday) we’ve introduced rice cereal in the morning, as well as continuing with a dinner meal in the late arvo.
One day down, let’s see how […]

This past weekend, Albert has been quite the narky one. Seems we’re all guessing more toothy pegs are popping through.
I had a good look this am at his top gums, and sure enough, it appears both his top two teeth are starting to push through. Poor little bugger.

That’s ma boy. Even if it is his aunty and cousins, he does like the pretty ladies.

Oh dear. I could really use a second or third person to watch Mr Rolly pants. Roll over, grizzle, roll back, rinse and repeat several times before he’s really grizzling and chucked into bed. Where, incidentally, he’s wearing himself out so much that he’s sleeping the instant his head hits the… mattress. No pillow for […]