Family life

A creature of habits

I’m sure all babies have their unusual little foibles, but Dylan doesn’t half have some strange habits. To start with, there are the ones that I imagine are familiar to many parents. These include his penchant for trying to rip my face off. And marauding away in a state of semi-undress while we’re changing his …

Of birthdays and blogging

So I’m the father of a one-year-old boy. How did that happen and where did the last year go? We’ve been celebrating Dylan’s first birthday for the last couple of days. While he was blissfully oblivious as to the reason for all the fuss and sudden appearance of his grandparents, uncles, aunty and cousin at …

Unfinished monkey business

Clint Eastwood’s right-turn-loving chum Clyde, Daktari’s Judy and the piano-shifting stars of the old PG tips adverts. To these names must be added that of Dylan whose continuing development seems to witness me comparing him to something new every week. Yes, you’ve guessed it, this time I’m going to frivolously liken him to our primate …

Day of the Dad

So here it is, my first Father’s Day – or ‘Day of the Dad’ if you will. I have to say I’m liking it so far. Dylan’s first ‘gift’ to me today was a wake up call at quarter past five because he needed his nappy changing. Funny that he picked today of all days. He …

Born to be a dancer

Last week I ended with the fact that Dylan was starting to climb things. Anything or anyone, in fact. Since then he has upped it a couple of notches and is now capable of hauling himself into a standing position. And, with only a little support, excitedly jumping up and down on the spot to celebrate …

Exit pursued by a baby

Ever since Dylan learned to crawl, he has been displaying some unexpected characteristics. Yes, folks, I’m going off on a completely irrelevant and almost certainly pointless tangent. I’m pretending to think that he reckons he’s a cat. For the benefit of anyone reading this who doesn’t know me, I should point out before I get any further …