my third sunday - day 15

church again today. dad is back at work from now. I knew that, that’s why I’ve spent the last few days being so unpredictable, throwing hissy fits for now reason, and being pretty much impossible to figure out. mom’s not happy about this, but at least I showed dad what a monkey I can be before he runs off and leaves me for hours at a time.

antipasto

more visitors. tim and lissa dropped in with some SERIOUS italian food from a real italian deli on the east side. salami, ham, cheese, olives, stuffed aubergine, and some really special lavazza. I liked that a load. dad seemed pretty happy too. thanks guys. had a bath today too. deli food and a good soak, what more can there be in life?

visitors and adventures

2 weeks old … wow time flies. wendy and jeff came round to visit yesterday morning, it was great to meet them. we went for a walk around hallelujah point in stanley park in the afternoon – I’m sure getting adventurous. I cried a load, which meant all the walkers and bladers looked at me like my parents weren’t feeding me. so they fed me, and I kept crying .. ha, fooled you .. I should stop being such a cheeky monkey. mom took some beautiful photos of me and dad .. except I didn’t look happy .. oops .. sorry guys.

remember

hey, why’s everyone so quiet right now?

took the sports car for a spin - day 12

so my wheels are so cool. have you seen a blue and black zooper sport. it’s great. mom would have ideally gone for a mclaren, but canadians don’t really go for supercars, just fun little sports cars. so we buggied along the sea wall at false creek. wow vancouver is such a funky place to live. we popped in to see wendy, jeff and daniel, but no-one was home .. they can come round tomorrow.

saw the doctor again – I’m back up to my birth weight, thanks to some expert “cup-dunking” as dr rachel called it. mom’s doing well with feeding me, but we may need to see a real specialist, as I still have plenty of room for improvement.

lissa came to tea, since tim was in seattle with all dad’s pastor friends. dad was officially pastor-in-charge for 3 days, even though he’s on vacation to spend time with me. he coped fine, what a guy. mom’s even more amazing than dad. oop, stop me, I’m getting all sentimental in my old age!

carrot soufflé, anyone?

ok, ok, I promise not to make this a blog all about the 3 p’s of babyhood (pee, poo and puke), but I have to tell you which phase we reached today, a real poo milestone. gradually moving away from tar to green goop, today we have something that can only be described as fluffy carrot soufflé. it’s quite a beautiful substance, orange and frothy. I’m a great squeezer when dad removes my nasty wet diaper.

today the tables are turned, mommy is much more favourite feeder than daddy. he deserves to hear me cry and squirm a bit more. but dad played the piano again, and he gets cred points for that. incidentally, dad has a much more mature 3 p’s for parenthood – perseverance, practice and patience, with a large emphasis on the last one!

kicking leaves

had a beautiful walk in the sunshine today and kicked some leaves – nice autumn maple leaves in the local park. met one of my friends Emma who lives 3 blocks away. she’s 10 days older than me, but more ickle. today I really grow up and get on the bottle. still working at the breastfeeding thing, but dad’s kind of had enough of me kicking milk all over him from the cup. tonight I have decided I will behave better, maybe let mom and dad watch some TV for the first time – beautiful. hey, I’ve learnt a really neat trick – wait for my diaper to be removed before pooing. we all expected pee between diapers, but poo is the real man’s thing to do! dad describes catching my pee an artform. hey it’s difficult to pee when someone’s watching. once his back’s turned, it’s so much more fun to spray the floor. all parents of boys know exactly what I’m talking about ;o)

rascal tendencies - day 9

well I’m specialising in morning peace and a masterful rascal routine in the evenings. that worked well for yesterday, and again today. I took mom and dad to church. I spent a load of time greeting people at the door which was lots of fun. Anne kindly put my photo on the back of the bulletin which made me feel like the guest of honour! dad showed me a bit of his favourite film this afternoon – top gun. he used to sing me the theme when I was in mommy’s tummy. I’m not sure he would want me to share that with the world .. but I just did .. naughty Joel.

10:00 to 01.30 – rolled out the screaming rascal routine to a whole new level .. probably not the best thing to do for mom and dad, but it’s interesting watching how patient they can be on no sleep .. [dad says yeah thanks for that mate]