February 2006


Gwen on 24 Feb 2006 11:11 am

Aidan is doing fine since the bug the other day but he decided last night to go back to waking up really early. 3:30 am to be exact. It took me two hours to get him back to sleep. Sigh.

Guess who didn’t go to exercise class today. Hmm, well at least we got to see the curling final.

Anthony on 23 Feb 2006 06:44 am

Well, just an update on the boy. He went to bed easily around 7:15pm last night, and slept through until half-past 12 or so. He fed for a while then (no surprise) and slept through (as far as I can remember) until about 5:30am. At which time (after another brief feed) he was up. Up and ready to go. It’s quarter to seven now, and he’s still up. Still going. Not showing any signs whatsoever of being ill. He’s chattering, climbing, cruising, and doing all the normal “I’m-Aidan-and-have-limitless-energy” things. If it weren’t for the “Watch out! Vomit everywhere!” sign that had been on the door, I’d not have known there was a problem.

Anthony on 22 Feb 2006 10:12 pm

Happy Birthday Grampa John!

Anthony on 22 Feb 2006 07:32 pm

Hmmm, they should have called it the “Ugliest Baby Contest”!

Did you see the faces that even a mother could have trouble loving that appeared on Monday’s Live with Regis and Kelly? (Yeah, yeah, I know I’m a few days late in commenting on this … sorry) OK, there *were* a few cute kids there. But there were definitely quite a number of kids that got hit with the ugly stick. What were they doing? Stacking the deck in favour of the truly cute?

Needless to say, we didn’t see Aidan’s picture on the show. We figured as much … I’m sure the “finalists” were contacted by a PA in advance of the show. Didn’t bother me much, although with a trip to New York I’m sure we could have somehow arranged to see The Producers and/or Spamalot on Broadway. Somehow. I’m not sure where we would have found a baby sitter … but somehow. But I digress.

I hope that the mirror supply is high in the States, ’cause if *that’s* the creme de la creme of the babies, there’s bound to be a lot of broken mirrors!

Oh well. We all know who’s the cutest kid in our hearts.

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