River
We went to the Cotter yesterday (which was just especially/except for the brown snake that happily wandered across the playground!)
It was TJ’s first time in/near a river, and he was great! I couldn’t photograph him reaching down to splash the water, because I was holding on to him.
Thought
Another cruising exercise. He reached Panda just fine, but then knocked her onto the floor and could NOT figure out how to get down. Very funny to watch as he executed some lovely Riverdance-style moves with his feet to no avail.
Cute on Command
I start a part-time job today (more on THAT later) so here’s TJ’s pic of the day so I don’t forget it later. I swear he’s emotionally bonded with the camera. He HAS seen it more than most of his immediate relatives. . .
Out of (my) hair
We’ve reached a brilliant part of life when I no longer have to stay within arm’s reach of Louisette as she plays on (most) playgrounds). That means that everyone wins – I don’t have to injure myself walking around with TJ in my arms; Louisette gets out more; TJ gets attention in a novel location. He’s not actually smiling in any of these, but I assure you he was having a brilliant time.
Also, I cut his hair today. Spot the difference 🙂
A haircut? What’s that?
Enjoy this hair one last time, because it ain’t gonna stay.
Distracto-Boy
In between falling over and crying hysterically, TJ loves to move around holding on. Oddly enough, he usually moves from one piece of furniture to another rather than moving along one piece. I laid out some toys to encourage him to practise walking sideways, but although he thought it was terribly funny it didn’t come to much this time.
George Gregan Playground
We finally managed to play-test the playground at Canberra Hospital. It might actually be the best playground in Canberra.
Cupcakes, Cupcakes Everywhere, and Not A One For Me
TJ at a birthday party, complete with slightly accusatory expression.
Meh
TJ’s fighting off another infection, so he’s feeling a bit dopey this morning.
Big news
At the moment TJ’s favourite activity is standing against this footstool playing with a toy. But the big news is that he’s finally cut his first two teeth. I can see lines in his lower gum, and feel the razor-sharp edge with my finger. Soon it won’t be safe to put my fingers anywhere near his mouth – yay!






























