The effects of a pervasive media
July 7th, 2008 by Damian
Zach has started requiring fist-bumps instead of high-fives to signify a job well done. Thanks, Michelle and Barack.
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The parenting mirror
July 6th, 2008 by Damian
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?
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A menagerie of mental images
July 4th, 2008 by Damian
- 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, in fact, a spider monkey.
- Zach standing on one leg with the other tucked into his knee, stark naked (some children suck their thumbs – ours wears no clothes) and dripping wet, grinning and declaring “my a flamingo!”
- “My a giraffe”, but only when I threatened to eat the flamingo.
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Tonight’s bathtime entertainment
July 2nd, 2008 by Damian
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.
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The continuing saga of the latest little Glenny
July 1st, 2008 by Damian
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 said that parenting was nothing but carefree good times, like a tequila-fuelled stripper party.
This, naturally, led to several days of stress and worrying, but we elected to have a CVS performed on Monday to steal some of the good stuff out and have it tested all-scientifically-like. Results came back today – all clear; this one’s a keeper – a normal child, at least chromosomally. As Zach’s behaviour attests, normal chromosomes and genes don’t necessarily contribute to a normal child; he spent a lot of this evening jumping off the couch directly at my face while holding his hands behind his back.
Anyway, without further ado, rambling, prevarication, or any faffing about whatsoever, may I present to you the first recorded image of certain folks’ new grandchild:
Here we see a lovely 12-week-old baby girl. The more observant amongst you will notice the ~3cm leg firmly kicking the sides of mummy’s uterus, and the reason you can’t make out the arms is because they are constantly moving.
As a side note, I swear she flicked me the bird at one point. I have spared you the image of a twelve-inch needle being waved around in the placenta like a hooray-the-bloody-all-blacks-won flag – you could see the kid’s head bobbing around as if she was thinking “why the hell are you people sticking a needle around my face?”
So, medical dramas over for the time being. We are considering not having a 20-week scan, as we’ll probably get told the child is the second incarnation of Hitler or the Antichrist or something.
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Welcome
June 24th, 2008 by Damian
Time for the Glenny family to start blogging, methinks. To the keyboards!
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