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 Stanley and the comedy spuds....
One of the greatest joys of having a baby around the house is marvelling at how quickly they change, grow and just evolve into little people, right before your eyes.

So one of the hardest things for me immediatly after the accident was that I couldnt hold my son. I felt like I was missing out on some serious bonding time, in a vital stage of his development.

Since I started getting better, I have found it is perfectly comfortable having him on my knee, cradled away from my bad ribs, in my right arm, provided he is not in 'kicking mode' (I found out the other night just how bad that can hurt!). So we have had plenty of bonding, I have watched racing and talked him through it all, and its just amazing to suddenly realise he is actually watching my lips move as I speak, and actually listening to what I am saying. Suddenly he is awake to the world, and wanting to see and study everything and every one.

He has been smiling for a week or so now, a really cheeky grin, just like his dad. And tonight he stepped it up a notch.

As far as housework goes, I am a bit of a useless lump, but on Sunday my wonderful dear sweet FMIL discovered something I could do just fine - peel potatoes. Happy to oblidge, I did just that for the Sunday dinner. And apparently, I did such a good job, that my services were required again. Fine, no problem.

So Cheb takes them off, freshly peeled into the kitchen, swapping them for Stan, who is now on my knee, looking at me with that kind of awe and wonderment that melts my heart. And then she shouts from the kitchen

"Awe, Dave...you peeled half the spuds away, there's next to nothing left of them!"

Okay, so my peeling skills aint up to much either, and I do tend to get a bit carried away and over peel them shall we say. So she's still muttering away, and I am mimicking her to Stan, and then I wink and mockingly (but jokingly) stick my tongue out at her (or rather in the direction of the kitchen). He looks over that way, at me, smiles and then lets out the loudest chuckle I have ever heard. His first proper laugh.

Cheb came running in, asking was that me or Stan, and I say it was Stan, as excited as she is at this. Their excitement just made him laugh again, and that made us all laugh

I tell you, if they didnt think it before, our neighbours will now be sure....

This is a house of pure bred lunatics...lol

Dave...................out
When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.
- James M. Barrie

    Posted by geordiedreamer on 2008-07-22 18:07:24 | Rating: | Views: 127
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awwwwwwwwwww!

My spuds look like chips when i'm done peeling them ha ha and i used to be a chef :)
Posted by  missmarie  on 2008-07-22 19:33:24 
  
When my daughter was born, we encouraged her to hurry up and do stuff: smile, sit up, crawl, walk, talk... The thing is, once they start talking, they never shut up, and when they walk? You run! So...here's some parental advice for you (worked like a charm on my son): Never speak in front of him. Mum's the word! And when he tries to stand up? Knock his feet out from under him! Seriously! You'll thank me!
Posted by  BootLady  on 2008-07-22 21:54:43 
  
Awwww his gorgeous! Treasure every moment because truly.....they grow up soooo fast! :)
Posted by  Kaybee  on 2008-07-22 23:18:11 
  
Still laughing at Bootleg..........seriously Dave, he is beautiful and there's nothing quite like the sound of a baby's laugh. Oh and.......use a potatoe peeler!
Posted by  overthehillandfar...  on 2008-07-23 03:08:08 
  
missmarie - I know exactly what you mean, mine too :-( if you want chips, I'm ya man, I got chips to a tee, lol xxx Dave xxx
Posted by  geordiedreamer  on 2008-07-23 05:23:28 
  
BootLady Haha! Its like parenting tips for the insane. Seriously, you should write a book of top tips - I'd buy it! Hehehehe xxx Dave xxx
Posted by  geordiedreamer  on 2008-07-23 05:24:48 
  
Kaybee - they certainly do, and I will! Thanks for stopping by xxx Dave xxx
Posted by  geordiedreamer  on 2008-07-23 05:26:26 
  
overthehillandfaraway - I think a potato peeler would, at this point, be a very sound investment...lol x And there is nothing like the sound of a baby laughing, you're right there - he managed to brighten up the entire room...(sigh.........)
Dave xxx
Posted by  geordiedreamer  on 2008-07-23 05:27:58 
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