Christmas seems to be nearly upon us, and I'm learning Slade's merry christmas on th eguitar. It's not going terrribly well.
For the first time ever (well quite a few years) I'm actually looking forward to it. Granted I won't be in Oz or anywhere exotic, but as a Dad I can enjoy Christmas in a completely new way. The boy won't remember it this year of course, but I will! It's only three and a half weeks to go!!!!!

This is all new to me, usually I'm Mr Humbug!!!

Today started quite terribly. I spent Monday in Plymouth and didn't get back till late, 600 miles of driving and I had to get back on the road at 8am this morning. I woke about 6.30, half an hour before the alarm. I let the dogs out, boiled a kettle and checked on the boy (who is now sleeping till 7.30 am :-)) I went upstairs and started running a bath. I then made a terrible mistake.

I started running a bath and went back to bed "till the alarm went off". 40 minutes later I woke to the sound of water dripping, sorry no, pouring over the side of the bath, and through the ceiling into the utility room via the light. The dog's were drenched and confused at the apparent rain indoors, but failed to raise the alarm in the style of Lassie or even Skippy - "what's that Skippy? The dogs are drowning in bed?"

Fortunately Pete (my father-in-law) saved thye lights, dried them out and reconnecyted them and we caught the leak early enough to save the ceiling plaster. However I am a bit of a divvy and spent all day feeling thick!
Henry had a variety of jabs to dayso we're apparently in for a rough night and for once, I don't mind. IIt provides me with the opportunity to stay up late/early and listen to the ashes! COme on Freddie!

oh this is harsh!
I woke up an hour ago, it's now 3am, and I can't get back to sleep. I have to drive to cornwall for work tomorrow, at 6am. Thhis is the downside to Henry, just doesn't understand when it's appropriate to wake me up and when it's not! He ought to be drop his night feed soon........unless he hangs on to it till he's seven! If so I'm joining Shell and working on an oil rig!!!!

My Dad leaves tomorrow for Oz. I keep reminding myself I love him and that a fall down the stairs would indeed stop him going somewhere warm and lovely but would probably also stop me going to heaven!
I have to take him to the Airport at 6am which seems early but represents a normal wake up time for me - I feel quite smug about. That's how exciting my life is!!! Having baby around means that 10pm, is a late one but the joy he brings is unspeakable. I was holding him today before he went to bbed and I just wanted to squeeze him and squeeze him and eat him up he's lovely!
I'm also having a stressful nightmare with my wireless network. the WDS seems to fall over every week and need setting up from scratch and my connection between powermac and imac is very one sided. My imac recognises the lap top but the relationship is not reciprocated by the lap top which means a one way flow of traffic. I think my Powermac is jealous because the imac has Tiger while iit only has Panther. Jealously is a terrible thing.

yeah, sure my vow to update this regularly haS SOMEWHAT FALLEN FLAT, however it's stunning how much time a Henry takes up. The thing is, when you work full time, and spend at least a chunk of the night awake feeding him, you find that blogging is really not right up there in priority terms. I mean I pulled my camera out of the bag and realised that the last time I used it was 2.5 weeks ago; usually it's out a couple of times a week minimum.
Anyhow, excuses aside, as GARY GLITTER once said, "shall we get a DVD, how about Alladine?" er...... sorry I mean it's good to be back hello hello!
Well Henry is growing up and into a lovely baby boy, and in the last couple of weeks, he's started smiling and smiling and smiling. I challenge you to find a more heart warming thing than your own son smiling at you when you walk in through the door in the evening. It genuinely brings tears to your eyes. In fact this is a recurring theme. Helen sent me a picture message of him grinning last week, when I was away for a couple of days, and I left my hotel room in floods!
Sleep wise, well it's getting better but hey, losing two hours of your sleep at any time is rough, but it's seven days a week and it does drain you. He sleeps from 7pm till about 2/3am and is awake again at seven so we're really close but not quite there yet.
I'm sure I'll remember more things to add but suffice to say HELLO HELLO etc