The narrow photo window

spacespacespace Now that I'm back at work, it's actually quite tough to get decent photos of the little fella. In the morning I only really see him for an hour or so while I'm getting ready - and that's when Rachel is having a shower and getting her breakfast (and when that's not happening, I'm in the shower, having breakfast or getting ready for work). I get home around 6:30pm, which is bath time - and then he has a bit of dinner (in his very quiet room) and sleeps. So, during the week I don't get too much of a chance to hang out with the little chap, let alone take photos of him. Still, we usually get a bit of daddy cuddle time before bath time, and it really doesn't matter whether I get 5 minutes with him or 50 minutes with him - it's all good.

Tonight he was a bit grizzly - Rachel thinks that he slept and settled a bit early today and as a result was fairly reluctant to go down after his bath and dinner.  Still - he's asleep and we suspect he'll be out for quite a while.  He had a big day - he went into town today and met Aunty Sue and Aunty Helen at the China Tee Club (both of whom I am assured are most impressed with him!)

A few photos that I snuck in this morning:

A few pictures from the phone

spcaespace Just a few shots from my phone this morning, taken while I was watching the wee fella.  Clearly Poppycat was watching him too...

Chair time | Sheepskin time

This is the look of a kid who has spent the last 15 minutes farting and pooping and doing trumpet and trombone impersonations with his butt

A little bit of cute with your cornflakes?

Little George had a pretty good night last night - a four hour sleep stint from 7:30pm to 11:30pm and then another 4 hour stint from midnight to 4am.  Sleep from 6ish was sporadic, but as I type this the little fella is snoozing away in his room. Have to run and get the dishes done before I head to work, but here is a little bit of cuteness that I caught this morning.  I have a B&W version of the colour one, but I figure I do enough B&W so you get the colour version (B&W is easier to process when photos are taken in low light, which is why they're usually B&W)

Not a lot to say...

... since the little fella went to bed about an hour after I got home tonight. He's still asleep and I think we might have to wake him and feed him again.  I'll leave that call to Rachel. I did manage to take a few photos of him today - the first was taken as I left to go to work and he was sleeping (took it on my phone, sorry), and the second is one I took of Rachel and the little one as he slept when I got home from work.  He looked so damn cute in his little stripes...

It was almost an uneventful day until...

...George erupted a torrent of brown sludge on Mummy's hand about half an hour ago  :)  The best thing was that I had offered to change him tonight and Rachel said not to worry, that she'd do it.  About 5 minutes later I heard her yelling for me, and went into George's room to see (and hear) his little bottom in full swing.  There was crap flying out of him (all over Rachel's hand) and his little butt trumpet was playing quite a violent symphony.  That's my boy. A few photos from tonight and one in colour to show off one of the onesies that Aunty Katy and Uncle Sam sent him.

Flying solo again | George's little "oooooh!" face

Grandma B has now left us and we're flying solo again.  Hopefully it's just a coincidence that George had his worst night of sleep since the day before Grandma B arrived in Hong Kong, but we'll see... Could Grandma B's presence next door to George be the secret behind long nights of sleep? Another lazy Sunday - after the trip out to Stanley yesterday, George stayed at home today.  He had a lovely visit from little Evie, and her parentals Alex and Amanda, who spoiled little G-monster with a most excellent activity bee (which he was staring at and playing with dribbling on a few minutes ago) and a cute little farmer teething ring which we hopefully won't need to use for quite a while...

Sadly, nothing else worth reporting from out here in the Far East, other than the Australian commentators that I'm currently listening to (NZ v Aus cricket) are still as annoying and one-sided as can ever. Sooo painful to listen to, but I have no other option, as I scrapped my subscription to the "live cricket channel" when they decided that "live" was coverage from 1993.

Photos - nothing too exciting, although George is gradually perfecting his "Ooooooh!" face, and I have to admit that I had to bribe Poppy with cat treats to make him stand right in the middle of the sunset scene:

Saturday at Stanley

Spent midmorning and lunch out at Stanley on the South of the island to do a bit of shopping and have a final lunch with Grandma Barbara.  Little guy was extremely well behaved, although we timed the trip home about 10 minutes too late - and the hunger crying kicked in just as we were hitting rather slow moving roadworks traffic. Not to worry, we all survived and George got more than his fill of lunch when we made it back to the apartment. We've just had bathtime (which was surprisingly peaceful) and now we're sitting down with the little man and teaching him about Grey's Anatomy. Oh what an education he's got in store for him.

Of course, a few photos from this morning:

Friday I'm in love

spacespacespace Or something like that (I'm running out of interesting titles for each day).

George had a good day, and survived a day of shopping with Mummy and Grandma - he was apparently a little angel (of course... he is my son).  Nothing else really happened today, although we're having a delicious roast leg of lamb tonight (with all of the trimmings - omnomnom).

The only other thing worth mentioning about today is... that it's Jacq's birthday!  Happy Birthday Jacq! (If you don't know Jacq, check out the link with her name on it on the left side of the page).  Anyway. here are some photos of George just for Jacq - I was going to pop him in an All Blacks jersey, but he has somewhat selfishly gone to bed. Tomorrow perhaps...