Just a quick update to let you know that I haven't fallen off the planet. Life as a dad is a lot busier than the life of a regular bloke. Money is also a lot flipping tighter.
Still, on the occasional dry and warm(ish) sunday morning, you can't help but love pottering around in the garden in your pyjamas (or baggies in my case). On this particular morning, A came pottering up to me with a shoe in one hand and my woolly hat in the other. Apparently it was time for us to head into the garden for some fresh air (I think it was still early in the morning). A spot of mooching about, playing the previous nights rain and then some chalk-play made for an ace start to the day - I feel I need to add that the chalk doodles you see were not done by the boy.
He's now 20 months old and I'm not quite sure how that has even happened. He's very much his own man (or boy) and wants to be in or on everything. I've always been very physical with him, which on occasions freaks him mummy out but in a beautiful way, he's becoming quite a bundle of energy. With work etc, there is almost a inverse relationship between how much energy he has and how much myself or his mummy has. I forced myself to the gym last night but by 21:35 I'd pretty much given up and so headed home.
Off to see two of our favourite people this weekend and I'm sure they're going to be shocked by how much A has grown. I don't think it's been all that long since they cuddled the boy but he's shot up in those few months.
The snow has been and gone, the clocks go forward this weekend and apart from a blip in the weather next week, I'm hoping the summer starts soon. Then we'll be at the lake, hitting the beach and generally getting outside.Sunshine and water is always good for the soul.
