Ceiling Fan
He’ll gnaw on his own arm given half a chance, but if I really want him entertained for a few minutes I put him on our bed with the fan on. It’s enthralling.
28 Nov
Teeth (hopefully) and Sheep
It’s funny – we have a pic of Louisette “talking” with her Panda toy at a very similar age. It’s just a thing babies seem to do.
27 Nov
Moving – a bit
He’s JUST started stepping when he’s standing, and trying to get his knees under him when he’s on his tummy.
Featherdale Wildlife Park (Sydney)
Amazing day. TJ was delighted by the zoo (despite the intense heat), which I didn’t expect – he slept through the Sea Life Aquarium excursion only a few months ago. How things change! (NOT that I would go to a zoo just for him at this age – you know that if Mum and Dad paid $60 entry just to accompany a baby he’d fall asleep three seconds later, and not wake until closing time.)
Sadly I left my laptop cord in Sydney so I’ll be rationing my computer time for a bit (or using it up tonight and quivering in a corner from then on) until it gets posted back to me. Very very sad.
Chris’ computer is just fine, so I’m sure I’ll just use that when I need to. But it won’t be the same.
Aaaaanyway, here are the TJ zoo pics!
Daddy’s cousins birthday
That’s where we were tonight. This is the “0” of a giant balloon “30”. There were dress-ups on a table and a JUMPING CASTLE outside (no line, no fee. . . and no-one to enforce the “only children” rule!)
Fetch me ma food, woman!
Given a few seconds’ delay between/before mouthfuls of food, TJ will bang the tray table in an efficient communication of his needs. Here are some shots of his delight when he knows food is coming, and an artsy splodge of zucchini goop just a few mouthfuls in.
GROW SOME TEETH, KID.
Food Glorious Food
TJ is REALLY into food (a good thing, because he’s pretty thin). He has five or six bottles a day, and for the last few days he’s been largely unimpressed with mere milk – he’ll drink a bit on and off, then cry until he gets food. Once the food appears, he’s thrilled and vocalises delightedly/impatiently. Today he ate five lots of solids, and he eats amazing quantities too – up to about 5 tablespoons each time. I suspect his weight will shoot up at once.
Without further ado, here’s today’s photo – the monthly tux-and-caterpillar pic.
Wibble Wobble
Not the most stable thing to hold on to, but it’s a good height (and thanks go to Louisette for her steadying hand):
Also, rockin out with a tambourine drum:


























