I may have been sick but...

Sleepy G
Originally uploaded by b boy.

I still know how to exert my dominance over the household.
MWAH!

A few cries, at choice times of the night and a well timed cough or two, then I get taken into the BIG bed... Let me tell you, that is where ALL the fun begins.
Not to mention I get a pillow, mummy and daddy cuddles within an arm's radius and cuddles on tap.
This being sick gig is paying dividends!
The downside is that mummy seems to be sick too. Hmm must try to develop an immune system so I get better (and bigger - currently 11.7kg and climbing!).

I try... It is sometimes hard being the Grayson you know...

Later

G

Hey man, don't mess with the do!

Hey man, don't mess with the do!
Originally uploaded by b boy.

What do you do after you child vomits his entire stomach contents over his mother, the couch, himself and the cat? Ok so we don't have a cat but you get the picture! Well you get your own back by giving him funny hairsytles, photographing them and publishing them on the blog..........

Is this the new bugaboo Dad?

Is this the new bugaboo Dad?
Originally uploaded by b boy.

What do you do when the bugaboo is full of fruit and veg? Find Grayson a new ride! Unlike some of the rides on cable TV this one has niether been pimped or overhauled! Just your garden variety shopping trolley. He was quite content sitting in the trolley for the 20 minutes of our weekly shop. He was most bemused by another child sitting in a similar position but throwing a tanty. I just hope he wasn't taking notes!

Helmet Head

Helmet head
Originally uploaded by b boy.

Today we all ventured into the city to, among other things, go to rebel sport to buy Mel some workout gear (I finally got sick of her whinging and bought her a personal trainer for mother's day!). While the mother unit was trying on various trackies etc, G man and myself decided to check out the cycling section. They tell me that you are not supposed to put the kiddies in the bike trailers or seats until at least 12 months old but I reckon he could handle it now....the helmet almost fits him!! I don't quite get the relevance of trains on a bike helmut but the only other one they had was pink. I decided not the get this one but will keep an eye out for a cooler version.

Tomorrow Seb is coming over and we are going to play the "game of the summer" (or should that be Autumn?) .....Kubb! Never heard of it? Well where have you been. Apparently it is the fastest growing game in Europe and the USA and has been described as a cross between bowling, horseshoes and chess. It is a very old Swedish game and now they even have the World Championships held annually. It basically involves throwing bits of wood at other bits of wood to try and knock them over. Despite my rather basic description it actually is quite strategic. After all the Kubb fun we will probably trow down a few tallies (we bought a case of the beer voted the world's best at the recent Sydney international beer competition....Weihenstephan Krystal...also reportedly made in the world's oldest brewery). Those German's can sure make a good beer!

Cheers!!!

Grayson's many faces of salmon... a series

Grayson's many faces of salmon - pt 1
Originally uploaded by b boy.

Sigh

Sometimes it is hard being the Grayson.
I mean, look at my parents....
Mother wants to go off and operate on people at a moment's notice and father keeps putting on silly glasses and saying how much he loves his Heine (pronounced hine-knee)
EWWWW
Sounds nasty...
But anyway, the latest news is the parental attempts at testing my gag reflex with more solid food (one incident at the Jenkins place comes to mind - I am a muffin man in THEORY mother!!!) have come to naught, apart from a delicious example that I MUST espouse upon. It was pink, and soft and tasted simply delicious. Mother, feed me more, I will be yours forever...

edit: the mother's response - Grayson - the stretchmarks left behind from your little stay at Chez Melinda are a permanent reminder of your soujourn... You OWE ME!

How to torture parents101

And daddy thinks he is going to sleep in today!
Originally uploaded by b boy.

1. Look cute and smile often - it lulls them into a false sense of security
2. When they are not looking, turn cute smile into maniacal grin
3. Wait until they have closed their eyes again - thinking you can amuse yourself at 615am on their birthday morning
4. Either
a. Launch self backwards hitting unaware parent in chest area - it winds them and gives them a bit of a startle
b. Emit piercing shriek which sounds a bit like a prepubescent heavy metal rock star
c. Emit loud and offensive smelling load from the other end - this is particularly effective if the parental units have started meat solids (especially fish)
d. All of the above

:D

G

Updates from Grayson - again (talkative little thing isn't he)

Anzac day
Originally uploaded by b boy.

Things I have done since last updating the blog

Celebrated Grandpa's birthday - I showed off by doing my little rocking dance and working my cute look(s). Great Grandma seemed to like this
Hey, this baby thing only lasts so long, I need to work it while I can

Celebrated Daddy's birthday - he won't tell me how old he is but he keeps shaking his head and complaining about grey hairs (mummy keeps making comments about special birthday parties next year)
MWAH!!!

Celebrated Auntie Riley's birthday - she doesn't have any angst about grey hairs. She's nice
:D

Nan and gramps stayed with us that night so I got lots of cuddles.

After all that celebrating I found that my pants were getting a bit tight with all the good squishey I had been drinking. Fortunately mum had acquired some new gear (from somewhere called ebay - must investigate this ebay option)

We then went to the Gold Coast to see my other Great Grandma and Grandma. They took me to a parade on Wednesday where there were all these plastic things called flags and lots of people were wearing suits and bright shiny things on them. The plastic things didn't taste that good and I fell asleep half way through things only to be woken by a loud trumpet. GAH!! Mummy gave me some hand holding action at this point so I didn't cry. I'm seven months old (almost) now. I'm a big boy!

On Friday we went to see Great Grandma (Nanny) as Great Grandpa was sick and had to go to hospital to get better. I gave her lots of cuddles to try and cheer her up. Uncle Ron was there too and I showed him how well I sit up now (he got some cuddles too).
We went to see Great Grandpa yesterday - more cuddles and kisses (I am a great advocate of cuddling and kissing therapy).

Now I'm all cuddled out.

G