Tuesday, 21 July 2009

Toby - one year down...

Well, its been a year since our dreams came true when our second child emerged screaming into our lives in the middle of the night.

Some things have not changed since then.

He's still the lightest sleeper ever (but better than when he was 6 months old and was virtually an insomniac) and is no stranger to 3am. He appears to have been teething more or less constantly since he was 9 weeks old but only managed to grow 6 teeth, 4 of which appeared in the same week. He's a clingy little monster as well, something of a shock after Harriet, who while fond of us appeared to only tolerate our presence rather than requiring it for at least the first two years.

He has come on since birth in some other ways though. Standing happily since 3 months and crawling very well since March, he has finally taken his first step this week, albeit reluctantly. He also appears to be moving away from his inate clingyness copying his sister in having an "adventurous spirit" - i.e. he can cover the whole staircase in under 15 seconds holding a toy car and wants to climb on the roof of the playhouse rather than just play in it.

He has accumulated an impressive vocabulary for one so young. He can now say (in order of firstwordness):
  • Tick tock
  • Bubble
  • Tiger
  • Hiya (as in hello, not a karate chop - though he does seem to like hitting, being a boy)

I'm not sure where conversations can go with just those words. We think he is trying to say "ball" and "book" as well, but they just sound a bit like "baaaa". Give him time.

And he is a cute little boy and good on the photos, which we have found is enough to get us through the bad days as we have lots of nice pictures to look at and remind us of the good bits. Especially with those scary blue eyes. My newhew Matthew told me in great detail how Heather and I (both with brown eyes) must both be "carriers", which sounded quite frightening.

So broadly speaking Toby, well done for getting through the first year, being basically good natured, friendly, interesting and happy and not being a little baby anymore.

We'll keep you after all.

Friday, 17 July 2009

Less is more- decluttering in the Internet age

It has taken a long time to get to the point where I'm ready to acknowledge that actually its not more possessions that will make me happy but considerably less of them! Ebay is great here of course (what a good deal - lose the junk, get paid) but there is all the hassle of taking pictures, communicating, staggering to the post office and hoping you get good feedback. The tip is fine too by the hoarder in me just can't throw away things that "might be useful someday", even if they clearly won't be useful to me.

So the "third way" which we've settled on is some tipping, some ebaying and quite a lot of Freecycling. Freecycle is a site where people offer things they don't want anymore and other people ask for it for nothing. No postage, no feedback, no... okay, no money. Its like ebay where everything is collection only and goes for nothing. Anyway, the junk has gone down a lot, I can actually see the cellar now, and I don't feel like I'm wasting things. Freecycle is great and everyone should do it.

We did find that a few people on the site are, well not very clever and just after some good things without either paying for them or being arrested. We offered an old TV table and even went to the trouble of putting up a picture and someone immediately said yes. And then he contacted later and pulled out of this FREE transaction because he had previously only seen it on his damn phone and thought it was solid pine. Actually it was just some cheap MFI thing so he felt he was above it. I think he was missing the point of the site. Anyway, when a few people all ask for something we offered we choose which one to give it to based almost entirely on how good their grammar and spelling. Its eliteist, but it works...

Tuesday, 14 July 2009

Ol' Blue Eyes

Really Toby, where DID your blue eyes come from?

Well, they're very cute. And I read that they can change colour (say, go brown, just like his parents and sister, for instance) until up to a year. Which gives him 4 days.