Behold the power of words! Yes indeedy, my son has discovered the oh-so human instinct to make sounds in a desperate bid to communicate.. with his hand.
Introducing words such as "goo", "ga" and my all-time favourite, "doo" he has mastered the art of linguistics and even become decidedly expert with it having conducted a half-hour conversation in his cot this morning.
I don't remember there being anyone else in the room mind you and unless that someone was able to climb the outside of the building (three storeys worth) then it's obvious my son was babbling away to none other than Lady Luck herself. Aye, they were probably scheming away on how best to screw me. That being said, I thought he would be lucky for me since I'm naturally unlucky - it's weird logic but I can kinda make it work. However, he's bearing the brunt of the blame for his mother's run of bad luck what with him carrying my name and bad luck being in the genes :p
But anyway, I love hearing his babble - it's hilarious and cute all at the same time.
Sunday, 23 December 2007
Squad, I hear Freeman!
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My snot machine
My son has his first, full-blown cold complete with mucus-filled lungs, running nose and irritability :( It has meant adding yet another pharmacy thing to my ever-growing collection - Karval which is like Vicks Vaporub for infants. The last time I used medicine or any kinda thing like that was almost a decade ago and now I've suddenly acquired my own medicine bank :p
It was to be expected I suppose - his mother's half of the family all had it and had it bad and he's passed it onto my sister and dad which leaves my mum and I free and free we shall remain because we're just too bloody stubborn to get ill ;)
I really should catch something though what with wiping his nose with my hand because I can't find hankies in time and his coughing on my eyeballs (that's his personal favourite that is). He also enjoys slavering up his hand then putting it in my mouth. That couple with the fact that he laughed at me when I accidentally tripped over his baby-chair makes me think he's definitely out to bring me down.
On the plus side he's been falling asleep on my chest which is one of my favourite things :)
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Monday, 17 December 2007
Squad secured
My son's new car seat has arrived (he's 7 months but weighs the same as a 9 month old) and I tried to break the damn thing.. just to make sure it was gonna be alright ;)
I lugged the monstrosity down three flights of stairs, out across a frozen car park and into my car where I took a look at the diagrams and installed it. But when I pulled on the seat, it kinda shifted about a bit and I wasn't happy. Trying to figure out what I had done wrong, I consulted the oracle (the instruction manual) and realised I needed to pull x whilst pushing y and make the z face.
Ta-daa, it was in and I couldn't move the thing at all. Put it this way, the entire back row of my car is more likely to come loose! I must admit, it's fair swanky with strap holders and the easiest to use adjusters although now I have to carry him in my arms up and down three flights :( Sounds like a job for the sling (which my family still don't want to see me use because it's hippy-ish). I'm also happy that I saved a fair amount of money on it considering Halfords sell it for £140 and I bought mine for £105. Then again, whilst Halfords do know their stuff and will give you "free" fitting demos, I'm pretty sure they've sneaked the cost for this in with the product ;)
After working in retail for eight years, I know everyone has an angel.. sorry, angle.
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Sunday, 2 December 2007
High-speed pursuit
There's just no stopping him!
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