She's leaving home

We're trying to help Naomi learn to hold her drink.

Actually, we're pretty much planning for her to be self sufficient by the age of three. Once she's got cups under her belt, we'll move on to forks, knives and power tools.

Some random approached Jennie in the supermarket and told her that Naomi is really intelligent. Apparently she could see it in her eyes. It's amazing, isn't it? All I see in Naomi's eyes is curiosity, and sometimes tiredness. Don't get me wrong, Naomi is an intelligent baby. It's just that I didn't realise, until I saw her handling quadratic equations.

We reached another milestone last week, and started trying Naomi on solids. She seems to be enjoying it, and is eating a most of it each day. Admittedly, she seems more enamoured with the spoon than its contents most of the time.

We're going to be dedicating Naomi at church this Sunday (25th June) at the evening service. Everybody welcome. If you want to come along, drop me a line and I'll let you know times and places.

Stairway to Heaven

Who said the pictures had to be of Naomi?

A few months ago, I wouldn't have dreamt of doing this. I would have ridden to the top of those stairs, dismounted, and carried the bike down the stairs. This is clearly an inversion of the correct bike to rider relationship, but there you go; that's how it would have been. Something has clicked though. When I ride my bike, I feel more relaxed and more confident. I try more and different things and, most of the time, I succeed.

Funnily enough, this is how I'm feeling about a few things in my life just now. I don't know if it was because of British Gas, where I used to work. Actually, that's a lie and I'm sorry. British Gas did a very thorough job of completely grinding me down and wearing me out. By the time I left, just before Christmas, I wasn't enjoying anything very much. I spent my evenings stressed about the day I'd had, and my weekends stressed about the coming week.

Since leaving that nightmare, I have felt happier about just about everything. I am more relaxed, more confident, and more pro-active about things. In short I have re-discovered the joy of living, and the Joy of Christian living. Praise God.

I'm sorry, this feels like a slightly self centred post compared to usual. I suppose you could be grateful that I'm not ranting about Guantanamo suicides. Um, that is, Guantamo publicity stunts or apologies for "hurt" caused to innocent British citizens, by the British police force.

Oh, ok then, have another picture of Naomi. It's not as thought you wanted to hear about me anyway - I know when I'm not wanted.

Isn't she lovely?

Is It Cos I'm Cool

Woo hoo. I've persuaded Naomi that she really does want to sleep for 1 1/2 hours so I thought I'd make the most of it and post some more cute pictures.

You may remember the lovely pink coat Naomi has, well this is what it looks like now. At this rate she may well fit it by winter.

I've also discovered a use for that new kitchen utensil. If you pop it in a turquoise thing like you see in this picture it becomes a great worktop clutterer or cook distractor.

Hmm, photos aren't loading again so these will be delayed, not that you would have known if I hadn't said.....

(yuck, don't ever, ever, ever hit the random next blog button on the blogger home page, I just did because I was a bit bored and was directed to a full frontal picture of some guy and if he had any sense he would have kept his clothes on. Not at all what I was expecting.)

What A Difference A Day Made

We just had a great day out on saturday, in fact probably the best day I've had in a long time - apart from the fact that Russell wasn't able to come (honestly, that didn't make the day good, I think it was the glorious sunshine mainly). We had a bit of a Church outing to East Links Family Park. As I've mentioned the weather was gorgious but also the park was great fun. There was so much to do and unlike a lot of places most of the kids fun stuff had adult size options so we could join in too (my one bit of advice is don't wear a skirt, it's hard enough keeping your modesty on a trampoline let alone a go-kart)

The best bit had to be a huge circular swing that you could lie on and have an obliging husband push for you - I had to borrow someone else's. I swear my tiredness just vanished on that swing and I was transported away to some wonderful hot world, I could have swung all day. Unfortunately, there was a queue for it and my tiredness came back as soon as it stopped.

Not sure that Naomi was too bothered by the day out, though she did seem to like the go-kart ride and all the attention from her aunt, but I don't think she quite knew what to make of the donkeys. Anyway, I thoroughly recomend going to this place and it's definetly worth the £7 to get in.

To top the day off we went to another bbq. Tim, as usual, filled our camera with pictures of himself but I've decided to save you from that and instead here's one of Naomi wanting to look like her dad followed by Adrian's dubious idea of DIY.