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 …

Forward thinking

Regular readers of Diary of the Dad may remember that this here blog was very kindly given the Kreativ Blogger Award a couple of months ago. Well guess what? We’ve been given another one of these ‘memes’ which, having swotted up on the subject – well, I am still something of a newbie – are a nice way of bloggers …

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 …

An age-old question

The latest issue of FHM landed with a thud on the door mat couple of weeks ago. With it came the realisation that I’m getting to that fearful transitional stage of not necessarily feeling old, but certainly of not feeling young either. I don’t know whether this is down to the lack of decent sleep over the last ten months or …