‘Mazin’
“Look at that!” I said, lifting B at the kitchen window, and showing him the snow falling thick and fast outside. “Snow!” “Yes. ‘Noe,” said B. “Wow!” I said. “Wow,” replied B agreeably, in the tone of a Boy who … Continued
I’m going to gloss over the horrors of Friday night, I think. Suffice it to say that it didn’t go well. Nevertheless, the Boy (who, to be fair, managed around nine hours of sleep – albeit in chunks – which … Continued
“Would you like to go to the playground in the park?” enquired R. “Yes,” said B. “Mmmmm,” I said warningly. “It’ll be crazy on a Sunday.” “Probably not, at this time,” said R – at which point I realised that … Continued
Baby B slept the sleep of the righteous for nine and a half uninterrupted hours, bouncing awake in play mode at 5.15am. I, on the other hand, had lain awake through most of the night, worrying that he was too … Continued
The last small blonde boy who learned to love guitars at R’s knee is now a (30-year old, 6’4″) professional musician. Just sayin’. I couldn’t miss the opportunity to post this, could I? In the circumstances.
Poor Baby B wasn’t his best self this morning: due to a combination of yet another cold, and (we suspect) some more teething, he was distinctly fraj, and moved from smiles and games to stormy tears on the turn of … Continued
As you can see, R isn’t besotted with his grandson at all. We had a great day with the Boy Wonder today – he was funny and charming all day. The games he’s making up are becoming more and more … Continued