Archive for July, 2008

The effects of a pervasive media

Zach has started requiring fist-bumps instead of high-fives to signify a job well done. Thanks, Michelle and Barack.

The parenting mirror

A verbatim quote from me this morning: It’s just so hard to understand – on the one hand, he’s easily the sweetest, kindest child in the world; he’s intelligent, very insightful, and outgoing. But at the same time, sometimes he’s just such a pigheaded little arsehole… … I just described myself again, didn’t I?

A menagerie of mental images

Zach, stark naked, springing to and fro on his bed, a metre at a time and up to half a metre high. A voice can be heard in between the groans of the bed: “"my a frog!” Climbing stairs, an almost-three-year-old boy rolls along on all fours making quiet ‘ook’ noises and suggesting that my, […]

Tonight’s bathtime entertainment

We were regaled tonight with variations on the following song: “A, B, C, 18, 19, 20, 11, 12, X, Y, Z, And now I shut my eyes!” For the full effect, you have to pound a plastic duck into the water repeatedly at full force.

The continuing saga of the latest little Glenny

As most of you will know, we had a little hiccup in our otherwise idyllic (the sound you hear is Sarah braying with laughter through her dry retching) pregnancy when the good folk at Kapiti Radiology pointed out that there was a good chance that the new little nipper had Downs’ Syndrome. Wheeee! And they […]