Ducks in the pool.

August 27, 2007

We’ve recently had some visitors, two ducks that fly in for a quick dip in our pool each morning. Wrigglebot loves them, he rushes over and stands leaning on the glass sliding door just watching them. He makes a lot of excitable noises and points a lot and when all the excitement gets a bit [...]

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A special kind of funny.

August 22, 2007

Some people have a special kind of funny, a funny that makes babies, who understand little, laugh and laugh and laugh while adults look on in amazement. Wrigglebot’s nanna is one such person, she raises an eyebrow and he laughs, she wriggles a toe and he laughs, she pulls his leg while he is trying [...]

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My nights.

August 19, 2007

We had visitors this weekend so Wrigglebot bunked in our room. Now you would think that because he knows our room and he was in his own cot with his own blankets he would sleep as good as usual. Not so. To him he was all alone in a dark room that was not his [...]

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Wrigglebot’s first year in 10 photos.

August 13, 2007

Wrigglebot’s first moments. How was that baby ever inside me?

Wrigglebot’s first bath.

One of the peaceful moments that you don’t mind fondly remembering.

A sleeping Wrigglebot was my chance to quickly rush around and get things done, only very quietly.

How sweet were the days before mobility.

The mohawk that Husband was so proud of.

Our swimming training begins.

Wrigglebot’s [...]

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What a morning!

August 10, 2007

So Friday’s mornings we have swimming lessons at 0900 hrs meaning we have to leave the house, fed and changed at 0845. This morning we slept in until 0820, now the drama would not have occurred if I had been able to find the top to my bathers but they had gone through the wash [...]

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A couple of excuses and some interesting news.

August 6, 2007

Okay, so I know I haven’t been as regular at posting as I should be but I have a couple of excuses for you: number one, I have been having really bad continuous headaches that require copious amounts of napping as medication does nothing; number two excuse, I am working on a big post, something [...]

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