Monthly Archives: February 2012

Billie-Jean is not my mama

I’m beginning to think that our slippery floors might be hindering Microboy in his attempts to crawl.  For the last couple of weeks he has succeeded mostly in mooncrawling.   This is where all of his limbs appear to be propelling … Continue reading

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Heaven knows I’m miserable now

Sigh.  Someone has fiddled with Microboy’s settings.  Own up – who did it?  Where is my smiling little imp?  And why is he now on a default setting of abject misery? Ok, I suspect it’s a combination of teething pain … Continue reading

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A room of one’s own

Well it’s been a long time coming, but we have finally kissed goodbye to our guest room and given Virginia Microboy his very own bedroom. Ta daaaaa! It’s a dinky little room but I love it.  And it’s powder blue…  the … Continue reading

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It’s life, Jim, but not as we know it

So…  Microboy will be 8 months old next Monday – and all of a sudden I’m seeing little signs of intelligent life.  Only baby steps, obviously, but it’s captivating to witness.  Imagine finding that every day of your life you … Continue reading

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Hair today, gone tomorrow

Those of you who grew up in the 70s and 80s…  do you remember how every American children’s film and TV show seemed to have this kid it in? Well I’m afraid that right now every single boy-child in Twickenham appears to … Continue reading

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Just What Is It that Makes Today’s Homes So Functional, So Unappealing?

Well apparently it’s mainly down to the introduction of Microbes. What with stair gates, nursing chairs, socket covers, playpens and primary-coloured plastic, it’s a veritable style-free zone chez Microboy.  I almost freaked when I clapped eyes on the Panopticon-of-Doom the other … Continue reading

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Back in your box…

Oh lordy…. Microboy’s giant panopticon prison cell has just arrived. God knows what he’ll make of it.  He hasn’t seen it yet, but we’ve had some fun watching Hariet’s foiled attempts to squeeze her girth inside it (the bars are … Continue reading

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