Grrrrrrayson reporting again from our currently RATHER messy home as Daddy has been trying to put together this big white box or something. Mummy was getting a bit excited as she kept muttering "..more storage space.."
What a funny mummy I seem to have...getting excited about a big white box
I was more interested in the power tools daddy had to use.
RAH!
They made LOTS of noise and did all sorts of interesting stuff... but then daddy seemed to get a little bit frustrated by certain things not being where they should be (ok, I was trying to help out - I am nice like that) and he got REALLY mad when I started being extra helpful by pushing the white board over (I thought it needed to be a few extra millimetres to the right - I inherited this sort of particular-ness from the father unit). Mummy had to come over and separate the two of us.
:(
Hmm. Nice plan to get your own way daddy. Two against one...
Boo grr hiss
Just wait until I get my OWN power tools.
In other news...
I helped mummy and daddy on their rounds today (making sure they made the right decisions in patient management and that sort of thing), visited Felix J, Cheryl and Greg for morning tea (ok, I may have pigged out a little - but they had CAKE) then came home to interview a potential nanny option. Felix was a bit sick so we didn't stay too long - get well soon buddy!
G
Saturday, August 25
Saturday, August 18
Just call me.... Dr G
MWAH!
Grayson reporting live again from Teneriffe - and what an exciting week it has been.
I finally got daddy to stay with us again for good (or so he says). For two weeks it was just me and the mother unit at Chez Cook and although she is quite soft and cuddly (because she STILL hasn't used those personal training sessions daddy and I got her for mother's day - HA), I miss my daddy morning tickles with his fuzzy face.
Mummy kept trying to tell me where he was but it really didn't make much sense to a nearly 11 month old. I was a bit concerned mummy might not stay with me too, so I stayed up for as long as I could each night until she went to bed...
Well, the first night Daddy came home I was SOOOOOO excited I couldn't sleep (much) - so it was rather early in the morning (about 3am) when I started clapping and making dadadadada sounds - a guaranteed hit in the parent department I have noted). This time, they didn't seem to be that appreciated, however I did get the Mika song sung to me by mummy, so I went back to sleep.
The NEXT night we got to sleep in a NEW BED!!! It is enormous - and I can really stretch out in it. Mummy and daddy give me lots of room by sleeping on the sides of the bed (which I really appreciate). I return the favour by grabbing their noses at about 6am, making a few mumumums and dadadadas and jump up and down on their tummies. I usually get a lot of cuddles after this - although sometimes it is prefaced by a "...its a sleep in day Grayson (groan)..."
Every night I have been able to watch these bright colourful lights fill the night sky. The parental units tell me they are fireworks - they are pretty noisy, but quite nice - and we can see them from our balcony too! Tonight is the last night apparently. Hmmm. Wonder what I can do to get them to be a regular fixture.
Finally, my hair is starting to grow back after a v v bad cut (don't look at my ears!!!) - I'm going to a real hairdresser next time.
I tried to get mummy and daddy to buy the chair in this photo but they balked at the price - I got a bit excited and may have deposited a little posset on the nice red covering. Mummy and daddy bundled me up and walked away rather quickly after that. I don't know why...
Or do I....
hee hee hee
later
Grrrrrrrayson
Grayson reporting live again from Teneriffe - and what an exciting week it has been.
I finally got daddy to stay with us again for good (or so he says). For two weeks it was just me and the mother unit at Chez Cook and although she is quite soft and cuddly (because she STILL hasn't used those personal training sessions daddy and I got her for mother's day - HA), I miss my daddy morning tickles with his fuzzy face.
Mummy kept trying to tell me where he was but it really didn't make much sense to a nearly 11 month old. I was a bit concerned mummy might not stay with me too, so I stayed up for as long as I could each night until she went to bed...
Well, the first night Daddy came home I was SOOOOOO excited I couldn't sleep (much) - so it was rather early in the morning (about 3am) when I started clapping and making dadadadada sounds - a guaranteed hit in the parent department I have noted). This time, they didn't seem to be that appreciated, however I did get the Mika song sung to me by mummy, so I went back to sleep.
The NEXT night we got to sleep in a NEW BED!!! It is enormous - and I can really stretch out in it. Mummy and daddy give me lots of room by sleeping on the sides of the bed (which I really appreciate). I return the favour by grabbing their noses at about 6am, making a few mumumums and dadadadas and jump up and down on their tummies. I usually get a lot of cuddles after this - although sometimes it is prefaced by a "...its a sleep in day Grayson (groan)..."
Every night I have been able to watch these bright colourful lights fill the night sky. The parental units tell me they are fireworks - they are pretty noisy, but quite nice - and we can see them from our balcony too! Tonight is the last night apparently. Hmmm. Wonder what I can do to get them to be a regular fixture.
Finally, my hair is starting to grow back after a v v bad cut (don't look at my ears!!!) - I'm going to a real hairdresser next time.
I tried to get mummy and daddy to buy the chair in this photo but they balked at the price - I got a bit excited and may have deposited a little posset on the nice red covering. Mummy and daddy bundled me up and walked away rather quickly after that. I don't know why...
Or do I....
hee hee hee
later
Grrrrrrrayson
Saturday, August 11
Enjoying a meal....
This is what happens when you let mummy feed the boy! Daddy couldn't bear to look. Grayson was enjoying himself. I have to say I often feel like this after a good meal (but hopefully don't look like this).
It has been awhile since the last entry but things have been a little hectic. I have been holidaying at the Chéz Mater for the last 2 weeks. We bought a new bed (king size) as Grayson insists on sleeping with us now (demanding little thing that he is). We signed a contract on a house in New Farm only to lose out to the other potential buyers who also signed a contract (obviously for more money). Oh well, will keep looking. And I have been trying to work out how to do the company accounts in MYOB (there is a reason I am a doctor and not an accountant!) Very frustrating exercise indeed.
Uncle Paul (or should that be Just...Paul) had his visit to Australia and has now returned to the Queen's homeland (QEII that is).
So you can see that there has been a lot happening. We will try to keep more updated next time.
It has been awhile since the last entry but things have been a little hectic. I have been holidaying at the Chéz Mater for the last 2 weeks. We bought a new bed (king size) as Grayson insists on sleeping with us now (demanding little thing that he is). We signed a contract on a house in New Farm only to lose out to the other potential buyers who also signed a contract (obviously for more money). Oh well, will keep looking. And I have been trying to work out how to do the company accounts in MYOB (there is a reason I am a doctor and not an accountant!) Very frustrating exercise indeed.
Uncle Paul (or should that be Just...Paul) had his visit to Australia and has now returned to the Queen's homeland (QEII that is).
So you can see that there has been a lot happening. We will try to keep more updated next time.
Sunday, July 22
Death to the bogan curls!
Mel finally succumbed and agreed to give grayson a haircut. Well just the bogan curls (as Riley calls them). For the uninitiated, bogan curls are the long bits that hang over the ears. Mel thought they gave him a bit of a rock god look... The rest was ok for the time being. And cutting G's hair is not as easy as you might think. A very active, not so little, boy....a pair of scissors....and trying to get then near his head without poking out an eye or something. Hence I wouldn't say the cut was exactly salon quality or even straight for that matter. So Grayson has requested no photos on the blog until things have evened out :)
Sunday, July 15
RAH!
Tis me again, Grayson monster (well, that is what I seem to be called a LOT these days) - and as you can see, I have been practising my monster roars.... this time on the beach (I haven't been to one before, as the mother unit keeps worrying about familial history of melanocytic lesions or something.... see daddy, I do pay attention to those big words you like to use)
:D
We took that strange man staying in our spare room to the beach and to see the Q1 tower as he seemed to like that sort of thing. The view seemed rather interesting and everything beneath us was quite small. The parent units and the strange man all sat down afterwards to buy some funny looking drinks and feed me the usual squishey and smug infant food. I was more interested in the cheese and crackers on their plate, so I helped myself to some of that too.
The strange man (ok, I will call him by his real name.... Just.... Paul)
insert cheeky g look here - MWAH
wanted to go to a "beach" so we went to this giant sand pit with lots of strange creatures walking in and out of the water. I was a bit perturbed by this at first and found great solace in the mother unit who explained to me that everything was ok, the strange creatures were actually people dressed in silly outfits (I can't talk, see what they put me into half the time) and that in summer time we can go swimming in the water. Hmmm. It didn't sound too bad after that so I started having a bit of fun jumping up and down and getting sand over all my clothes.
All too soon we had to go home, and drop ....Paul off at the airport so he could fly to other exciting destinations.
I am trying to be a good baby, but sometimes it is hard being the Grayson. I can stand up and wobble a bit now, and I have developed an unstoppable yearning to know all about.... power cords, giant TVs, DVD players, remote controls, water patches on the outside balcony, the vacuum cleaner, what really goes on behind my change table and those canisters that sit beside the toilet containing rolls of paper and funny brushes (that are a lot bigger than the one mummy uses on her hair)
Hmmm.
Or is that...
heh heh heh
Later
G
:D
We took that strange man staying in our spare room to the beach and to see the Q1 tower as he seemed to like that sort of thing. The view seemed rather interesting and everything beneath us was quite small. The parent units and the strange man all sat down afterwards to buy some funny looking drinks and feed me the usual squishey and smug infant food. I was more interested in the cheese and crackers on their plate, so I helped myself to some of that too.
The strange man (ok, I will call him by his real name.... Just.... Paul)
insert cheeky g look here - MWAH
wanted to go to a "beach" so we went to this giant sand pit with lots of strange creatures walking in and out of the water. I was a bit perturbed by this at first and found great solace in the mother unit who explained to me that everything was ok, the strange creatures were actually people dressed in silly outfits (I can't talk, see what they put me into half the time) and that in summer time we can go swimming in the water. Hmmm. It didn't sound too bad after that so I started having a bit of fun jumping up and down and getting sand over all my clothes.
All too soon we had to go home, and drop ....Paul off at the airport so he could fly to other exciting destinations.
I am trying to be a good baby, but sometimes it is hard being the Grayson. I can stand up and wobble a bit now, and I have developed an unstoppable yearning to know all about.... power cords, giant TVs, DVD players, remote controls, water patches on the outside balcony, the vacuum cleaner, what really goes on behind my change table and those canisters that sit beside the toilet containing rolls of paper and funny brushes (that are a lot bigger than the one mummy uses on her hair)
Hmmm.
Or is that...
heh heh heh
Later
G
Tuesday, July 10
Fat lip :(
Daddy, I got into my first fight and now I have a swollen lip. I tried to attack the vacuum cleaner but it didn't take kindly to that sort of thing! Round one may have gone to the Meile but I don't give up that easily! I have a cunning plan for revenge..... Mwah!
Monday, July 9
Grayson finally updates... GoMA trip with just..... Paul
Hurrah! Tis me, Master G in da house, or whatever silly thing the parental units try and make me do/say these days.
Well, its time for an update - and what an INTERESTING time has been going on this past week
1. We have had a strange man staying in the spare bedroom... well,, he seemed a bit strange at first, although he has the same nose as mummy monster (I mean my dear wonderful mother :D) and likes to tickle my feet too
grrr....
That being said, he does play with me a LOT and mummy keeps saying that he is my oncul (or something) and that he is the only one I have and that he has travelled a long way on a plane to come and see me (amongst other things) and well... he IS kind of fun (especially when mummy takes me into the spare bedroom and I get to jump up and down on top of him in the morning while he is still sort of sleepy....)
MWAH!!!
2. I can stand up from a sitting position by myself! And even climb on top of things so I can access stuff I really need, like car keys/remote controls and a WHO weekly magazine
3. Grandma and grandpa took me to Doctor John last week as I was not my usual happy happy self and was pulling my left ear (the meds hadn't kicked in that day....jk!). He told them I was ok, but that my weight at 9 months old is 12.4kg!
What can I say.... I'm BIG (but toned, nicely toned)
4. Daddy has started to get a bit obsessive about taping television with some antiquated thing called a vcr - sbs in the middle of the night??? Men in tight lycra??? Tour DAY france or something...
Hmmm - the uncle unit seems to be enjoying it too.
Off to get some sleep so I can wake Paul again at some ridiculously early hour in the morning. (like 8am)
HA!
g
Well, its time for an update - and what an INTERESTING time has been going on this past week
1. We have had a strange man staying in the spare bedroom... well,, he seemed a bit strange at first, although he has the same nose as mummy monster (I mean my dear wonderful mother :D) and likes to tickle my feet too
grrr....
That being said, he does play with me a LOT and mummy keeps saying that he is my oncul (or something) and that he is the only one I have and that he has travelled a long way on a plane to come and see me (amongst other things) and well... he IS kind of fun (especially when mummy takes me into the spare bedroom and I get to jump up and down on top of him in the morning while he is still sort of sleepy....)
MWAH!!!
2. I can stand up from a sitting position by myself! And even climb on top of things so I can access stuff I really need, like car keys/remote controls and a WHO weekly magazine
3. Grandma and grandpa took me to Doctor John last week as I was not my usual happy happy self and was pulling my left ear (the meds hadn't kicked in that day....jk!). He told them I was ok, but that my weight at 9 months old is 12.4kg!
What can I say.... I'm BIG (but toned, nicely toned)
4. Daddy has started to get a bit obsessive about taping television with some antiquated thing called a vcr - sbs in the middle of the night??? Men in tight lycra??? Tour DAY france or something...
Hmmm - the uncle unit seems to be enjoying it too.
Off to get some sleep so I can wake Paul again at some ridiculously early hour in the morning. (like 8am)
HA!
g
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