Tuesday 30 August 2011
Monday 22 August 2011
Dylan's bedtime routine.
[Dylan gets into bed after his final book.]
DADDY: Dylan, what a messy face you have.
DYLAN: All the better to get messy things all over you with, Da Dear.
[Daddy pretends to scream and covers Dylan's head with a duvet.]
DYLAN: I can't saw or see.
DADDY: You should be able to saw or see. I'll pull the duvet down.
[Daddy turns out the light and removes the duvet from Dylan's face.]
DYLAN: I still can't saw or see.
[Daddy puts his hand over Dylan's eyes, counts to twenty, and removes his hand.]
DYLAN: I still can't saw or see.
DADDY: Would you like a kiss on the cheek so that you have good dreams?
DYLAN: Ten kisses.
[Daddy delivers twelve kisses.]
DYLAN: Was that ten kisses?
DADDY: It was at least ten kisses. Would you like me to sing?
[Daddy sings Rock-a-bye Baby nine times very fast, counting on his fingers. He sings it a tenth time slower, and Dylan joins in on the words 'fall' and 'all', especially long and slow.]
DADDY: Good night Dylan.
DYLAN: Good night Daddy.
DADDY: See you in the morning.
DYLAN: See you in the morning when the sun comes up in the sky.
DADDY: I love you.
DYLAN: I love you too.
DADDY: Oh, by the way Dylan.
DYLAN: Yes Daddy?
DADDY: I won't want a letter sticker.
DYLAN: I understand. Oh, by the way Daddy.
DADDY: Yes Dylan?
DYLAN: I will want a letter sticker.
DADDY: I understand.
[Daddy closes door.]
DADDY: Dylan, what a messy face you have.
DYLAN: All the better to get messy things all over you with, Da Dear.
[Daddy pretends to scream and covers Dylan's head with a duvet.]
DYLAN: I can't saw or see.
DADDY: You should be able to saw or see. I'll pull the duvet down.
[Daddy turns out the light and removes the duvet from Dylan's face.]
DYLAN: I still can't saw or see.
[Daddy puts his hand over Dylan's eyes, counts to twenty, and removes his hand.]
DYLAN: I still can't saw or see.
DADDY: Would you like a kiss on the cheek so that you have good dreams?
DYLAN: Ten kisses.
[Daddy delivers twelve kisses.]
DYLAN: Was that ten kisses?
DADDY: It was at least ten kisses. Would you like me to sing?
[Daddy sings Rock-a-bye Baby nine times very fast, counting on his fingers. He sings it a tenth time slower, and Dylan joins in on the words 'fall' and 'all', especially long and slow.]
DADDY: Good night Dylan.
DYLAN: Good night Daddy.
DADDY: See you in the morning.
DYLAN: See you in the morning when the sun comes up in the sky.
DADDY: I love you.
DYLAN: I love you too.
DADDY: Oh, by the way Dylan.
DYLAN: Yes Daddy?
DADDY: I won't want a letter sticker.
DYLAN: I understand. Oh, by the way Daddy.
DADDY: Yes Dylan?
DYLAN: I will want a letter sticker.
DADDY: I understand.
[Daddy closes door.]
Sunday 14 August 2011
Tuesday 9 August 2011
Having had my blackberry for about 9 months I have finally worked out how to transfer photos from it! Here are some of the better ones over the past few months.
July 2011 - Trip to Willows Farm with Kitty, Libby and Barney
May 2011 - Dylan, Kitty, Barney, Isaac, Sarah and Hannah
May 2011
March 2011 - Barney (4 months) and Isaac (3 months)
December 2010 - Isaac 6 days old
Isaac - 3 days old
Isaac - 4 hours old
December 2010 - Before Isaac was born
July 2011 - Trip to Willows Farm with Kitty, Libby and Barney
May 2011 - Dylan, Kitty, Barney, Isaac, Sarah and Hannah
May 2011
March 2011 - Barney (4 months) and Isaac (3 months)
December 2010 - Isaac 6 days old
Isaac - 3 days old
Isaac - 4 hours old
December 2010 - Before Isaac was born
Friday 5 August 2011
Isaac is sleeping alone in his own bedroom. We feel a bit sad about this as it was nice to sleep in the same room with him.
Dylan visited Daddy's gym. There are pictures on the walls of world champion body builders, flexing their muscles. Dylan pointed at one and asked, 'Is that you Daddy?' Daddy said no. 'But your picture is somewhere in this gym, right?' asked Dylan. It was hard to explain to Dylan why not.
Dylan visited Daddy's gym. There are pictures on the walls of world champion body builders, flexing their muscles. Dylan pointed at one and asked, 'Is that you Daddy?' Daddy said no. 'But your picture is somewhere in this gym, right?' asked Dylan. It was hard to explain to Dylan why not.
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