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Wee monster on the loose in Tasmania.

Chris — Mon, 04 Aug 2008 00:48:39 +0000

Our wee man is looking forwards to meeting his Scottish relatives,
only about 8 weeks until he meets his Wee Aunty Muara.
He may be taller than her by then!

You tubed

Chris — Sat, 02 Aug 2008 13:41:02 +0000

Well we have finally got up off our bums and filmed Hamish yet again for Youtube.
The camera work will be much better this time as Jenny was filming.
He has taken up trying to feed himself which wouldn’t be a problem for finger food but when it comes to the mush we normally feed him…………
Today he decided that Fungus’ water bowl was the best thing ever invented, which was a shame as he had just been changed. It was also 11 degrees, so “cold” by Tasmanian standards, still some snow on the mountain.

Of course I should be up in the highlands fishing as the long 3 month break for closed fishing season ended at midnight last night.

Pooey Nappies

Chris — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 02:32:56 +0000

Sorry for not having written for a while.
A combimnation of end of term reports, a dose of the skits and the impending AGM of the fishing club has meant it has been fairly hectic. Couple that with a walking grzzling weee man and you have a full life! He now flits between objects and when you’re not looking he’ll make a dash across open ground.
He has recently changed his diet and the results are smellier than ever, mind you after getting viral gastro I was out doing him. Phots and maybe video, if I can remember how to do it, will follow.

Family similarities

Chris — Sat, 12 Jul 2008 12:02:23 +0000

Hamish is finally asleep, so what do we do?
Watch very slow to download video of his cousin Alexander.

Hamish has oblong feet Alexander has elongated triangles.
Hamish has short toes Alexander has long elegant toes,
ALexander has eyes the colour of Ebony, Hamish is pure blonde haired & blue eyed
Hamish has more chins than a Chinese phone book, Yoda has a neck,
Yoda can eat toast with both hands, Hamish doesn’t need hands he’ll eat off the table,
Yoda can eat two slices of toast at once, we can’t trust Hamish with anything so large as he crams everything within reach (including Fungus’ tail) into his mouth and tries to swallow.

Both love their Mummies (to distraction)
Both can poo for their respective countries (that is one event we DON’T want an ashes tour about)
Both bring indescribable joy and terror in equal measure to their parents.

Party Pics 2

Chris — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 11:12:06 +0000

Party Pics

Chris — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 10:53:31 +0000

Now we are one!

Chris — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 00:42:46 +0000

The big day dawned for a wee man on Sunday, straight down stairs to see what Mum was bringing in from the car….Paroxysms of delight at the sight of the red blue and yellow plastic trike. I have never seen someone so happy.
Sitting astride his trusty steed his “shhhhhoze” clad feet just about reached the ground and if he leaned over just a bit he could get forwards momentum (or topple over). Cousin Rachael was there to push and support and generally spoil.
By 11am we have 25 adults and a dozen kids of varying ages crammed into our house for a birthday brunch. Dad had Manflu as was propping up the espresso machine taking orders, the dull repetitive task was a relief to his aching limbs, joint and eyeballs. The table was in danger of breaking under the weight of cakes and goodies brought by Mums competitive baking mates, they can even tell which website others have got their recipes from (modern mothers I ask you).
Last Thursday the house contained one fairly small grass woven basket of toys, by Sunday lunchtime the house had become one huge toy box. And he got a bottle of cask strength Tasmanian Malt for his first birthday (far more expensive that scotch).

We kept waiting for the fall, when would his smile crack?
When would the birthday boy stop giggling and playing with all the new cars and trucks and books and stuff and crack it?
Would he throw up? We heard his grand father counting melon balls as he consumed them…. “Was that 13 or 14?” I hid from the impending power vomit that was bound to happen. There was none. No morning sleep, no time to rest had to play with everything at once. Had to keep energy levels high, had to smile and giggle at everyone at least once.

By 2pm it was over, and the realisation dawned on his parents, we had bred a party animal, God help us when he hits his teens….

Pics to follow.

Back to work

Chris — Sun, 15 Jun 2008 12:48:40 +0000

Well the two weeks of mid winter holiday have sped past and it is back to work.
It has been fun to look after Hamish for the last 2 weeks and it has let Jenny make some progress with her PhD.
Today Hamish made the momentus decision that being fed was for babies and being nearly one he is no longer a baby, the hands plunged into the dinner squashing and squidging the contents. He smiled to hear the squelching noise that he was in control of, giggling he shoveled handfuls of food into his face. Shame it was bolognese and not something cleaner, we had to scrub the crevices and rolls of fat for hours.
Fungus loves the cast offs, I fear their food based relationship is only just beginning.

Photos can wait until I’m back at work.

First haircut

Chris — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 12:07:37 +0000

After I threatened Jenny with doing the job myself with clippers she finally relented and took our wee man down for his first haircut the other day (it’s good being a teacher you get all these holidays to do stuff).

Two weeks to go……

Chris — Thu, 05 Jun 2008 11:27:14 +0000

50 weeks ago our world was turned upside down by the arrival of Hamish.
For his birthday we decided to buy him a tricycle, well what else would you
expect from parents who cycled half way around the world?
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So off we went to the toyshop to check if we could get one to fit him…
He loved it, I never seen him smile so much, he went nuts just at the sight of it…. must be genetic!

Mind you he is begining to look like his Dad….

Of course when we had to leave he completely lost the plot and had a the traditional tantrum demanded of children in toy shops. But he found something to suck on to keep himself happy….