Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Cute little canary

It had to happen sooner or later.

I was expecting someone to buy him one at Christmas, no one did.

Then I thought Little Dude would get one for his first birthday, especially from either his Canary mad Granddad or Uncle, again he didn't.

So I have had to buy him one, something I have never purchased for myself, on the day they became League One champions, a Norwich City football kit.

Congratulations Norwich- On The Ball City.



Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Klingon baby

Little dude is applying the divide and conquer technique I recently read about in Autobiography of a One Year Old.

When I get home my beamish boy greets me. However I now have the added bonus of him clinging to me as if I have been away for weeks, spurning advances from his mum and staring at her from under his furrowed brow, as if she has been pinching him all day (she convinces me she has not and and has taken him swimming, singing and swinging).

For now, and until the post-holiday-Daddy-overload has dissipated, he is my Klingon baby.

Monday, April 19, 2010

The best laid schemes... Gang aft agley

It was going to be an Easter break to remember. The weather had turned for the best, there would be time to tend my garden, get on with all those jobs that had been put off through a miserable March. Time to turn my new allotment into a fertile ground and plant those peas, beans and spuds. To be able take a family camping break on the beautiful North Norfolk coast. Time to celebrate Little Dude's first birthday.

Then Mrs Domestic Goddess Inc got tonsillitis.

Then Mrs DG Inc was bedridden and out of action for nigh on a week.

The best laid schemes...

Meaning we had to find other things to do

Such as going to the beach for a picnic

Staring at the sea




Playing in the back garden

video


Helping plant the sweet peas





And getting a bubble machine for my birthday



Who needs plans anyway?

What's it all about

I started this blog, in part because Mrs Domestic Goddess Inc started one also. It looked fun. It was a way of sharing my new found enthusiasm as a fledgling parent. I imagined writing at least a blog a week and hopefully more- my enthusiasm quickly waned. So why?

The main reason I think is due to the fantastic and dedicated blog Mrs DGI has now created. It has become a large part of her life and I am so pleased that she is finding enjoyment through it. She writes extremely well, has written some very honest, very funny and personally poignant posts. I could not expect to reach her standard- I do not have the head time (on this point she would argue that looking after little dude is just as time consuming as my full time job- yes, but the mental space she has to create and imagine her blog posts while taking little dude for a walk in his pushchair, or similar, is something not available to me when teaching a class of 30 'challenging' pupils each day). So what am I to do?

First I should not think of my blog in comparison to hers, I should not spend endless hours, writing, re-writing and editing my posts. I should not try to be humorous or entertaining in every post. I should just write the mundane as well as the amazing. I should write just for me and as a record for Little Dude's escapades as he grows- if someone else should then find my posts interesting, then all the better.

So, for now, without even a cursory edit, that's what I think it's all about.