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On Potty Training

November 15, 2007 by LostRambler

The wife decided a couple of weeks ago that the time was ripe to potty train the son.  Firstly, we needed to teach him some new words.  It wasn’t long before he connected the words ‘wee-wee’ and ‘poo-poo’ with the concepts.

Next was to teach him how to use the potty.  Initially this meant just sitting him on the potty and turning on the TV, then showing him the contents after half an hour (pointing out enthusiastically which part was wee-wee and which was poo-poo, while preventing him from playing with them).

The current task is now to get him to anticipate his bodily functions.  There has been mixed progress on this.   Sometimes he just doesn’t want to sit on the potty, and if there’s something interesting going on he only notices the wee-wee as it’s running down his leg.  When that happens, he gets quite agitated and runs around shouting “wee-wee, wee-wee”, leaving a trail of unpleasant liquid in his wake.  We can usually get him on his potty before too much mess is made.

This would be of little real consequence (we have disinfectant) if it weren’t for the fact that the daughter is now crawling and loves to follow the son around the house.  She also grabs things and puts them in her mouth.

It’s a disgusting disaster just waiting to happen.

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I want to post…

October 21, 2007 by LostRambler

But I’m sick, and just don’t feel creative. Sorry.

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Saturday morning passtime

October 1, 2007 by LostRambler

On Saturday mornings, when we get up early enough, the wife and I bundle the kids into the car and head off to Shootash, just outside of Romsey, a pleasant 20 minute drve down the country lanes to the west of Southampton.

The reason we go to Shootash is that there is a car-boot sale there. For those international readers who may not be familiar with this traditional English event, imagine a field full of cars, arranged in rows. Behind each car there is a table full of the stuff which the owner of the car is selling. The place has an air of festival about it; there will be at least one fast-food van selling burgers and hot-dogs and at least one ice-cream van. At a good boot sale there will be a mix of traders (who make their money by buying and selling junk) and people who have had a clear-out and want to make a little holiday money.  We far prefer the latter as you pick up almost anything for pennies.

Car Boot Sale

We love the sales for two reasons. Firstly it’s nearly free entertainment (there’s a very small entrance fee): Nosily raking through other people’s junk is fantastic fun. Secondly, we usually find something we need. Among our best purchases have been a trampoline for the son, garden-grown vegetables and more baby clothes than you could shake a stick at.

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Overheard on the street…

September 26, 2007 by LostRambler

Walking to my car yesterday I was on the other side of the road to another person who I didn’t take much notice of. However, it turned out she had a really loud piercing voice, and despite the several meters distance between us I couldn’t help but hear every word of her side of the conversation she was having on her mobile phone. By the time her voice started to fade (I was walking significantly faster than her) I slowed to catch the rest of it:

Is Michelle there?

Well, Chantalle’s been telling everyone that Christine is pregnant, but she isn’t.

Yeah, but now Steve has found out and Christine is really angry. You haven’t seen Chantalle have you? Christine is looking for her and she’s going to kill her. I need to find her first.

Ok, well tell your mum that I’ll be around in a couple of minutes.

Up to the last line I’d assumed she was a 16-year-old girl. I had a surreptitious glance in her direction. She was older than me, and I assume her two friends are too.

I’d love to be a fly on the wall when Christine eventually does catch up with Chantalle.

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What a mess

September 5, 2007 by LostRambler

The son has a really nasty chest infection for which he is on antibiotics. He’s been ill for over a week, and is not eating. He has shrunk a nappy size. We’re very worried. He coughs all through the night and wakes himself up. He has trouble going to sleep.

The last one I can do something about. I usually sit in his room and do something on my laptop while he falls asleep. Today I thought about clearing up my desktop. I didn’t have time. I did take this picture of it. Would you believe there are 218 icons on my desktop. I really should be more organised.

My Desktop

By the time I had arranged them for the picture (no mean feat), the son was fast asleep.

Mission accomplished.

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So go the nights…

August 29, 2007 by LostRambler

Two nights ago I slept badly. The son kept wandering into our room at all hours of the night. I put him back to bed three times, then gave up and slept the rest of the night on the very small sofa in his room. I got up stiff, tired and irritable.

Last night, I had barely fallen asleep when the son started crying. I went to check on him and found he was hot to the touch. I undressed him, gave him some paracetamol, sponged him down and rooted around in the house for our thermometer. He was running a fever of 39.2, and that was after I had worked for 20 minutes on cooling him down!

I still get freaked out when the kids get sick, so I took him to the local hospital’s A&E department. The triage nurse measured his temperature (38.2), gave him some ibuprofen, then sent us to wait in the children’s waiting room.

About three hours passed.

The son’s normal temperature returned almost immediately, and with it came his usual upbeat personality. He spent the whole time doing anything energetic he could think of. He ran around, pushed his pushchair, played with the toys, pressed the buttons on the vending machine, climbed on and over the chairs and pushed me around in a wheelchair, all the time making loud and happy noises.

I spent the whole time trying not to fall asleep.

When we were called through, the Doctor took the son’s temperature (perfectly healthy), checked his ears and throat (perfectly healthy) and said that it was probably a virus and just ‘one of those things that children get’. We were sent home with some ibuprofen.

We arrived back at about 3:30am, and I collapsed into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, I was not awoken by the wife. She, sweetheart that she is, tiptoed around the house all morning. I was not awoken by the son, who is quite content if the TV is on. I was not awoken by the daughter, who is generally a quiet baby anyway.

What woke me up was the digging up of the road outside my bedroom window. There’s nothing like the sound of a pneumatic drill to shake away the cobwebs.

So, it’s 9:15pm, and I find myself once more sitting outside the son’s room waiting for him to go asleep. All that’s really on my mind is getting to bed myself, and the hope that the night will gift me with at least six solid hours of deep, uninterrupted, beautiful sleep.

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August 14, 2007 by LostRambler

I may have been woken up by my son last night. I may not have. He’s been waking up a lot, and I’ve been putting him back to bed a lot. Sometimes I fall asleep on his bedroom floor while I’m waiting for him to go back to sleep. Then either my wife will wake me up and tell me to come back to bed or I’ll wake myself up and stumble, stiff and uncomfortable, back to bed.

The thing is, this may have happened last night, but I’m just not sure. It’s hard to work out which nights I do things on because they all blur into each other.

I guess I probably did, because I’m really tired today.

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A bottomless pit

August 5, 2007 by LostRambler

Do you ever get the feeling that life is trying to swallow you up? Since the second baby came,
life is so full that cleaning the kitchen has become relaxing time spent by myself. However did that happen? I used to put off cleaning, but now I look forward to it. I cleaned the whole downstairs today and it felt like I had cleaned myself when I was done. Is that normal?

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This is what I do

August 3, 2007 by LostRambler

Well, so much for my own time. Here I am sitting outside my Son’s door telling him to go back to bed every time he gets up. It’s now two hours past his bed-time and I’ve been sat here for over an hour.

It seems like the only way I can continue my web presence is to blog in stolen moments between putting the kids to bed and cleaning the living room.

Miracle of miracles, the son is asleep. As the wife and the daughter are currently sleeping in the hospital, that means I get to have a rare hour all to myself. I’m not sure what I’ll do with it, but I know what I’m not going to do with it. I’m not going to spend any more time at the computer….

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