My First's first...

...Snowy Day

Yesterday and today we had the first snowfall of Henry's short life. So like any good parents, whether he liked it or not, we forced him into a coat, dragged him out in the cold and plonked him down on the cold ground for the obligatory first snowfall photos. et voila...



It's incredible to believe but in three hours time our little big man becomes a big boy, or a cute little one at least. He stops being a baby and marches headlong into the realms of Toddler.

Tomorrow, Jan 7th is his first birthday.

I cannot believe how quickly this day has come round. He is such a cute little munchkin and and has given me and his mum and his grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins so much pleasure and happiness.

I am so glad that digital cameras have been invented otherwise I would have spent a fortune over the last year heading up to the chemists to get my films of 24 or 36 developed. I honestly have never taken so many photos in my life.  The truth is, I have become a TDD (a Totally Doting Dad).

So all I can say is Happy Birthday Henry and thanks for all the little first moments of joy you have brought us all this year.


birthday boy


As Paul Young sang to us, "Its Christmas time, and there's no need to be afraid..." Unless of course you are a little boy celebrating your first Christmas and are at the mercy of your costume wielding parents.


Sorry Henry.



What an amazing time. Over the space of a weekend our little boy has learnt that he can point at things and ask "zat?" translated as What is that?  After a couple of trys he then repeats the name of the things he is pointing at. So far he has"Ssshhheh" -SHOE, "te -te" - TOE, "bpphhh" - BOOK, "Brrm brrm" -CAR and "leh" -LIGHT.

"Leh" was his first and favourite and he couldn't pass a ceiling lightshade without a conversation "zat?" (accompanied by a finger point), followed by "leh".

However, "Bpphh" is fast catching up.  The first thing he said this morning when he awoke was "Bpphh" as he pointed at his Hungry Caterpiller noisy book.

It's amazing and all of a sudden I realise that he is going to be picking up every thing we say to him, its exciting and one hell of a responsibility.  Love it.



...Visit to Santa's Grotto and ride on his sleigh

Although he had no idea what was going on he actually met Santa and his deers for the first time yesterday (although at 10 and half months he doesn't really get Christmas yet - in fact he doesnt really get anything yet) . Today though we found Santa's sleigh, all empty and unguarded, whilst Santa worked in his shop window.  It was an opportunity too good to waste.

...really bad cold

After starting Nursery Henry seemed to pick up every bug going. We all had noira virus that ledd to us having to call the NHS emergency line as all three of us were throwing up and pooing. My sister karen then caught it from us the next day and passed it onto my other sister.

Henry's tummy took weeks to get better, and what with his teething and nasty cold he was in a bad way from end Oct to mid Nov of Nursery

Early in the morning and for the first time in his life Henry gets woken, quickly dressed and is then on his way to Nursery

Posing with his school bagHenry dressed for school

...first reflective moment on a beach

Henry took a little time on the beach at Lyme Regis to contemplate his holiday.

At Lyme Regis beach Sept

...Time at a celebrity chef's restaurant

Whilst in Padstow Henry insisted that we all go to a good quality restaurant.


Mummy queuingHenry enjoying a chp

...Bike trip

Location: Camel Trail, Padstow

He just sat back and let daddy pull him.


Henry's first holiday just so happened to be mum and dads honeymoon to the west country.


On hols at Hope Cove nr Salcombe


...And as luck would have it, it was Mummy's and Daddy's.

Henry with the groommummy sees the reception for the first time

...Food treat

He started young but Henry fell into the category that loves Marmite on toast:


henry loves marmite

...Baby Walker

At last he was mobile and the thought of getting around made the tiny terror very happy:


Henry in his walker

...first Cot change

In August Henry was standing with the aid of anything to hold on to, Still wobbly on his feet he often fell over so a change of cot was required to save him from banging his head,


Henry in his cot

...First trip to the Olympics

Henry's first trip to London with Mum and Dad coincided with the London Olympics. This was the day that the torch precession came up the Thames. Unfortunately we missed it by 5 mins. of understanding his own words


Henry is growing so much. Last weekend he was 6 months old and this week he is so close to crawling.  He's nearly there.  At the moment he commando crawls, that's what his mum calls it. But his legs are starting to get tucked under and it wont be lang until we see the first proper crawls.

A little while ago he found his voice and his only word was mumumumum. That's what he called everything from his actual mum, to his dad, his nappy, the tv and even his milk bottle. But then I taiught him how to say dadada and everything soon became that (even mum) and he forgot how to say mumumumum.

Today though, he called me. When i went out the kitchen he called "Dada dada" and when I went back to the lounge he just smiled and bit schnorbitz (his toy dog), when I played with him on the floor, he looked me in the eye and said "dada dada". The difference between him saying it on previous occassions and today was that he actually looked like he knew what he was saying, he was actually trying to get my attention.  Other times he would look at me and say it quietly as though he was trying to get his pronounciation just right.  This is hugely momentus; remember this day, for on July 15th 2012, at the age of 6 months 1 week and 1 day, Henry understood how to communicate. 

Who knows, by the end of this month he could be crawling properly and calling out to his mum and dad.  Next stop - lots of words, then sentences and then walking. OMG, as I said at the start, he's gowing so much.

...Fathers day with his dad

Gail asked me on Saturday whether I wanted to get up early or have a lie in on Father's Day.

"Don't know," I said, "I haven't really thought about it but I probably will try and get round to see dad if he doesn't come around here."

"I dont mean your that, silly.  I meant its your Fathers Day, what you gonna do Dad?"

Those words were like having a cartoon anvil dropped on my head. I had grown used to having a beautiful little boy but never had I ever been described as, or even stopped to think, that I am actually a Father.  It was a fantastic feeling made all the more special when little Henry handed me a card and I was given a package containing a mug that he had made (with a little help from mummy) that said Henry's Daddy's mug.  It was the best Father's Day ever.

Henry and Daddy on Fathers Day



...encounter with parsnip

So with Henry now in his first week of weening it was time for him to try more delights that mummy had slaved to make over the steaming pots and pans of our drippingly hot kitchen.  Now it was time for Parsnip, and it's probably fair to say that Henry didn't have an instant liking to it.


...spoon fed meal

So at the age of 4 months and one week old meal times for Henry are suddenly going to start getting a whole lot messier.  Here comes the farleys rusks and rice milk.