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Me: “Stop picking your lips, Sam.” Sam: “Well… excuse me… why do I have to have skin on my lips?!”
February 27th, 2013 by Damian | Posted in Uncategorized | No comments »
It’s nice when they can tell you they’re getting better
“Daddy, I did a good poo today. And Mummy catched some wee, and then we took it to the lab!”
February 26th, 2013 by Damian | Posted in Uncategorized | No comments »
The unbearable lightness of bathing
Watching children take a bath is frankly an overload of cuteness. Sam, for instance, will grin madly and then slide her head all the way under the water, which is then followed by a shiny white bottom emerging a small distance away. Zach was unperturbed by this, as he “mixed the chemicals” for his “science […]
February 2nd, 2013 by Damian | Posted in Uncategorized | No comments »
It’s New Year! Time to actually add quotes
So, here are some over the last six (!) months. Maybe 2013 will be different and somehow more punctual? After all, we were spared the Mayan apocalypse, so perhaps I should be grateful for the extension to my life that doesn’t involve being a charred, smoking, volcano’d husk. Sam paused halfway through a rendition of […]
January 6th, 2013 by Damian | Posted in Uncategorized | No comments »
Truly his father’s son
Zach and Sam decided on a cold Friday afternoon to build a doghouse. For their pet stuffed dog, naturally. Zach’s decision of a course of action was to make a beeline to his computer, type build a doghouse into Google, and then select the first YouTube link he saw. Aside from the atrocious Australian accent […]
June 22nd, 2012 by Damian | Posted in Uncategorized | No comments »
Actually, the geography is almost right
Zach noticed this story on the news, and watched enraptured. At the end, he turned to me and told me about how his Nana had told him about the event thusly: “I know all about this. Those trees were attacked by Vikings.”
May 28th, 2012 by Damian | Posted in Uncategorized | No comments »
A collection of Sam-isms over the last few months
“Fancy that, I’m naked.” “I’m going to eat you for dinner, ha ha. But I’m not going to eat Mummy.” Me: “You are ludicrous.” Her, pinching her thumb and finger together in front of her eye: “You’re a little, tiny Chris.”
March 17th, 2012 by Damian | Posted in Uncategorized | No comments »
I have no response to that
Picture Sam, playing in the car. Picture me, standing outside asking her if she wants to come inside. Imagine, if you will, her leaning on the steering wheel and sounding the horn; in the process she startles herself quite a lot. Now picture the look on my face when I open the door to talk […]
January 14th, 2012 by Damian | Posted in Uncategorized | No comments »
Toilet training leads to very odd requests
“COME AND LOOK AT MY PRETTY POO!” That is all.
January 8th, 2012 by Damian | Posted in Uncategorized | No comments »
Something about true words spoken in jest
Zach has transitioned from enjoying stories being read to him at night to preferring somewhat more serious books – science encyclopaedias, nature books, space facts, etc. It falls to me to read these, as Sarah refuses. The conversation about bedtime duties tonight went something like this: Sarah: “Who’s putting you to bed?” Zach: “You.” Sarah: […]
December 28th, 2011 by Damian | Posted in Uncategorized | No comments »
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