Representational art
A first for me today with Marcail producing recognisable representations of people complete with eyes, nose, mouth and hair in one and an ear in the other. Another little milestone.
A first for me today with Marcail producing recognisable representations of people complete with eyes, nose, mouth and hair in one and an ear in the other. Another little milestone.
We’re only 2½ years late, that’s not bad is it? I mean it’s nothing in defence contract or major public infrastructure circles. Nor, come to think of it, is it much longer than you wait for the average GP appointment… But, today was the day for Marcail’s FIRST SWIM. The three of us went up
Last night with mummy was the first forward roll. We need to work on things like, not rolling straight into solid hurty furniture type stuff and not rolling towards a wood stove which is at about 300 Centigrade! Apart from that, good going.
Telly is the new black. Munchkin is developing an increasing repertoire of programmes that she needs to keep up with! Most of them are watched from the closest possible geographic location. It’s a mystery she can make anything out with the foreshortening.
Every parent has to deal with life’s issues at some point or another. Whether it’s the first dodgy boyfriend, crashing the car or coming home drunk and throwing up all over the newly laid pale cream carpet; well OK, that was our dog and it wasn’t drunk. So it was for us this weekend. We
..I shall attempt to eat the entire world (if the LHC doesn’t beat me to it that is). I have to say, it was my kind of dinner. A small savoury main course to start then a much larger pudding to finish! Marcail ploughed through Deb’s chicken stew in no time flat. I could barely
Tooth two through now. It’s odd to look into Marcail’s mouth, which we’re both used to being a pure gummy zone, and seeing the glint of enamel!
It’s here. It probably made an appearance on Saturday, but it was Sunday before I got a look at it.
So, I mentioned that Marcail had been quite taken with her exersaucer in Calgary. Well, she was really quite taken with it. So much so in fact that we really thought we should get her one now that we are home. Sunday just past, then, we made a trip back to Edinburgh for DIY, food
Saturday night was a big night in the Begbie household. While we were in Canada, Marcail had got used to sleeping in a bigger space on account of being in a travel cot / play pen rather than being in her moses basket as she had been till we left. The first night, which was