Recent Daddiz Blog Entries

Submitted by: admin on Fri,30Nov2012 - 23:44

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


On hols at Hope Cove nr Salcombe

Submitted by: admin on Fri,30Nov2012 - 23:40

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

Henry with the groommummy sees the reception for the first time

Submitted by: admin on Fri,30Nov2012 - 23:32

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


henry loves marmite

Submitted by: admin on Fri,30Nov2012 - 23:28

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


Henry in his walker

Submitted by: admin on Fri,30Nov2012 - 23:24

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

Submitted by: admin on Fri,30Nov2012 - 23:12

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.


Submitted by: admin on Sun,15Jul2012 - 22:36


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.

Submitted by: admin on Mon,18Jun2012 - 22:07

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



Submitted by: admin on Wed,23May2012 - 21:50

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.


Submitted by: admin on Mon,14May2012 - 22:52

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.