Saturday, 23 February 2008

This is the way we...

...clean our teeth!

Well, it's the way George does it - and he seems to have loads of them all of a sudden. I have no idea when they arrived, but there they are all shiny and white and needing to be brushed.
Heaven forbid he should end up with teeth as bad as mine!

Saturday, 16 February 2008

These Boots Were Made for Walking

Buoyed by the purchase of his new shoes, George actually walked properly for the first time today. He has been doing a few steps here and there, but today I counted 13 - and he has done that more than once. So now of course I feel bad for not buying him shoes before, in case that has been holding him back!

Friday, 15 February 2008

One, Two, Buckle My Shoe

Well, "Velcro My Shoe" might be more accurate. We bought his first pair of shoes today - known as "cruisers" apparently because he isn't quite walking yet. And the nice shop lady took a photo of him trying them out.

Sunday, 3 February 2008

Daddy's Little Helper

Yesterday George was actually wearing a top which said that on it - but it also has pictures of tools on it, so I presume it refers to DIY. Not very relevant in this house because Daddy doesn't do DIY - although it is true that if he does attempt such a thing he needs all the help he can get!

But today we did manage to keep baby G amused for a few minutes by having him help Daddy make the roast dinner. It's still in the oven at the moment so I can't say if it was a success, but I have high hopes.

Saturday, 2 February 2008

It's Saturday, no school today...

As part of our ongoing campaign to have a clean and tidy house at least once a week, this morning I took George out for a few hours so that David could do the aforementioned cleaning and tidying.

We ventured into the local "One o'clock Club" for their saturday morning session of messy play - supposedly for dads, but of course still mostly full of mums. George made a half-hearted attempt at colouring in a dragon in honour of the Chinese New Year, but was more interested in trying to get hold of the tubes of sparkly glue which the older children were using. There was a corner for babies though (complete with mini ball pool) so we made the most of that, and read a few books, and I think he had a good time. Bizarrely they also have a child-sized telephone box, of the old-fashioned red sort, which was a big hit with all the kids. Many of them were rather bemused by little George crawling in under their feet and stealing the phone from them.

On the way home we stopped briefly in the playground, where I was pleased to note that George's early exposure to swings doesn't seem to have put him off them.