the howie

One of Oscar’s favorite things to do is be held at door handle height so he can play with the handle and turn on and off light switches. So Jenny and I get sore arms from holding him up all the time just so he can grab at a handle.

I decided I was a lazy father and didn’t want to spend my days standing in front of doorways anymore.

So  i got a bit of wood and chiseld out some holes so I could install a light swtich and a door handle.

Today was it’s first use and he seemed to enjoy it.

tomorrow it may be even more fun with the estapol all dry!

The other day we got a bike trailer so now Oscar can come for rides with me, and hopefully spending money on the trailer will motivate me to actually go riding which will help me not be a fat dad who can’t play with his son later in life.

Today was Oscar’s first adventure, we just went around the block, but he had a good time.

You’re so vain, you probably think this blog post is about you.

I have concerns for our son, He really loves looking at himself in the mirror and smiling. If it begins at this age imagine what he will be like when he is a teenager.

I think we may have got ourselves a little metro ladies man.

Jenny has gone off to a wedding rehearsal and me and the small one are hanging at home. He was sitting in his bouncer telling me about his day when suddenly he started groaning a bit like he was going into labor and a contraction was approaching.

What happened next was of a scale to small for the human brain to comprehend. You see Oscar hasn’t done a poo poo for a bit over 5 days. He sure just did one, and while I was knee deep at ground zero scrubbing away at his behind with wipes he managed to release 2 more avalanches of peanut butter. How can someone so small store that much brown inside him. Amazing!!!

Anyway next time he doesn’t poo for a few days i’m calling the HAZMAT response team and getting them to be on high alert.

Jenny and I finished our pre-natal classes tonight. It was mostly a good course.

And it ended well, the last words the lady taking the class said where ‘Jesus was breast fed’

Haven’t heard that in a church before. I enjoyted that comment

Not long now and I will be a father. Well i’ll at least be a parent. I don’t think I ever got around to blogging about what happened when we found out jenny was pregnant. You see she was ticking off girly things on the calender or whatever it is that girls do and decided she should wee on some paper. She did the wee and it said “hey jenny you are pregnant’. So off to the doctor she went. The doctor did all the sums and worked out when the baby was due to pop out. In working this out they need to find the conception date, I’m not goiung into conceoption details becasue if i gave you a word for word explination with my form we would be here all night. Anyway the doctor worked out the date and guess what!!!!!

I was away at Uluru for the week!

Jenny is very quick to change the topic when i bring it up so if the baby comes out with dark skin or something we all know something is up.

In all truthfullness i’m pretty sure I am the father but it is funny to know that the dates the doctor worked out i was away for.

It’s all a bit crazy that in a couple of months I’ll have a little small combination being of me and jenny. I’ll be putting a baby to sleep, changing green soiled nappies and trying hard not to drop the baby down the staris or something. although i’ve heard they bounce!

My biggest fear at the moment is that guido will turn into a teenager, teenagers are scary. They all take drugs and do graffiti and stuff.

My biggest looking forward to is having a better excuse to leave parties early or not even go.

Oh my other fear is that i’ll start being old and boring.

We got more photo’s of guido today.

We have decided to call the baby inside jenny’s tummy ‘guido’ until she pops, rather than calling it it or thing or baby or something dumb like spud.

Guido is the cool little forklift from cars, he’s tiny and doesnt speak and also he is very active. So guido it is.