Birthday Season is over, and D's was a big one. He turned 7, and his mum reckons it'll be his last big party for a few years (we'll see about that...). It was a Superhero party, so crime was fought and was evil vanquished. There was much silliness, three Ben 10s, an exceedingly self-satisfied Captain Underpants, plenty of food and games. All the kids had a grand time.
Little Bell is now walking up a storm - she's not a crawling baby any more - she's walking all the time, chasing cats. Starting to talk more. A partial vocabulary:
Buh = Bird
Bih - Biscuit
More = More
Bah = Bath
Ssshh = Fish
Dada = Dear Father
Mama = Mama
Nana = Banana
Nana = Nai Nai (milk from mama)
And it's growing all the time.
A is no longer The Angriest Toddler. He has mellowed out quite a bit and can be quite a delightful little boy. He has The Cutest Laugh In The World. His language is improving a lot, and he's starting to follow his brother's hobbies more. Both of them love their cheap $2 shop knockoff pokemon cards. Dante's into the Bionicle stuff - he's got most of the latest batch of bionicle, which he lugs around the house in a big tangle and defends valiantly from the depredations of his siblings.
I've been reading more; recently finished Tim Powers' Declare (awesome) and Neil Gaiman's Smoke and Mirrors (good in many places; a short story collection, so it's expected to be uneven). And I've got a pile of books to read.
I've also been liking my Macs more and more. Of the three machines I use on a regular basis, two are now Macs, and the other will become one once the budget can be stretched that far. And I'm keenly awaiting the release of the bloody iPhone in Oz. It's getting to be a rather tedious wait.
Well, that's enough bloggage for one evening. I've got Foot Cat craving attention, and a pile of Easter Eggs that aren't going to eat themselves and bunch of TV that isn't going to watch itself.
Toodle Pip.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Big Ol' Update
Posted by Danzilla at 9:05 PM
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Your Easter Eggs might not eat themselves, but you've got one eagle eyed son (who can spot yummy food from a mile away) who will certainly help you finish them off. He's already started, in fact. Spotted them yesterday.
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