Two seconds, I only took my eyes off him for two seconds and it happened.
He was gone, vanished butI knew where he would be - in the laundry. Yep, mouth going and I knew instantly what he’d consumed but nothing I could do would get it out of his mouth before he swallowed it.
Whiskas Meat […]

Okay, who taught my son to arch his back? Every nappy change is now a mighty struggle as Mr Flexible waits until I’m just about to stick those tabs down and then he starts with his best Chinese gymnast impersonation. I swear that today he was copying a pose from one of his mama’s yoga […]

Before

The Bubbacino

The Aftermath

a quickr pickr post

Oh mate, life’s tough.
Since you’ve taught yourself to commando crawl wherever you want nothing is safe; not that cats, not the fluff on the floor, not the cat food so we had to assemble (insert ominous drum roll here) The Pen.
We bought you a nice big one so you could still crawl around in it. […]

Our little boy was a dangerous man for a couple of days and we had no idea. Over the weekend Mr had the snuffles and felt pretty warm. He was a bit cranky too but we just assumed this was because his days were so disrupted while we settled in to this place and cleaned […]

We aren’t going to talk about the game but it has to be recorded that Albert attended his first Tiger game on Friday night. He absolutely loved the girls sitting behind us, thought Tim (a Canadian convert) was pretty cool and stayed awake way past his bed time. I think he’s going to like footy.

Another week of breakthroughs. Not only is commando-crawling the now preferred means of motion this morning Bertie Boy decided he’d sit. He’s been sitting up when we put him down for a while but as soon as the lean starts over he goes with a gentle thunk. Not this morning, no thunks for Bert today. […]