The Shake of Disapointment
ByLife is good ’round our house. The British Olympic Crying champion has decided that the 2012 games were not her thing and has now turned into a lovely, cuddly, smiley 10 week old baby girl. Bless…she’s so much fun to have around. She now only cries when she’s hungry, tired or if her brother decides to tie her up with the ‘hooker’ on his plastic crane. To be fair, Evan is a fantastic big brother. He is so keen to help out. He insists on having his car seat next to her. If she cries in the car, usually because she’s not asleep and has dropped her beloved dummy, Evan is quick to put it back for her. If Nicola forgets a grow, a vest or tights for Holly Evan lunges for the stairs screaming “I will get it”. Its not like we’re offering chocolate or anything…he just does it. So, it would seem that calmness (as much as can be expected with 2 kids) has come to our house. PLUS…in a sensational bit of news that does cause us to have a moral dilemma, Holly is sleeping through the night. With Evan we gave him a dream feed at 10:30. However, with Holly we’ve just left her to see how long she wants to go. This meant a few weeks of me getting up between 12 and 3 (she’s bottle fed at night, breast fed during the day). On Saturday night between 12 and 3 became 6am. Sunday night…ditto…last night it was 7:30. Of course, this leaves us wondering if she needs that dream feed. Time will tell…if the weight suffers we get her up. But for now…wow, 7 hours of straight sleep is…well…amazing!
Darren and I shot a wedding in Essex on Saturday. Travelling with Darren to distant weddings is always a laugh. The journey starts out slow with Darren filling me in on all the gossip at Sainsburys. I bore him with some photography gossip or some new product I found out about that week. The gig starts and we sort of bump into each a bit…but after 10 hours the ride home is always amusing. For instance, on Saturday night some wally was in the 3rd lane of the M25 doing 60. A 4 lane motorway now becomes 1. I launch a few choice character assasinations and as we pass Darren looks left. Afterwards he says “…don’t worry…I gave him the ‘shake of disappointment”. A second passes and I nearly drive off the road laughing myself stupid. Where did this fit of comic genius come from? Of course I have to retort “mate, whatever failings you feel at the urinal are all down to you”. Score: Rob 1 — Darren 0. A few more miles go by and now we’re buzzing through the iPod to see if we can find anything interesting. Suddenly a song comes on…its very girlie, but perfect for a wedding video. I say “I know, its a bit girlie…but think of it in the context of a wedding”…silence from the passenger seat then suddenly “crikey Rob. “Why don’t you think of it in the context of a MAN!”. Score: Rob 1 — Darren 1. Sadly, no goals in extra time.
Finally, our favourite game to play on the journey back from a wedding where a) its night time and b) we’re on a motorway is ‘GPS Bingo’. We’ve decreed…and yes, in our world we can decree whatever we wish…that map view is superior to road view. So, if we roll up to someone in road view we simply scowl, then laugh and now we give them the ‘shake of disappointment’.

My two girls

Uh oh…Scooby Doo on the telly!

“I will not watch Scooby Doo”

…I would have gotten away with it too…
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