Today

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The day began with Tiny waking us up at 7:30am, standard operating procedure really. It wouldn’t have been so bad if we’d actually had decent sleep the night before, but Tiny was incredibly hungry all night, and at 3 something in the morning the stupid dog decided he wanted to go out (and once he was done outside he wanted to come back in obviously). Anyway. Tiny crawled over the top of me and got in JJ’s face, and said quite clearly, “Hello Dad!”

JJ first melted, then asked me if i’d heard that. I confirmed that he had in fact said what JJ had thought he’d said.

He crawled over me again and grabbed my pen and my diary and started plaing with them (probably coz he’s seen me writing in it. I can’t quite remember what we were talking about coz it was in the morning and tiring etc. But anyways. We were talking about something or other, and I said to Tiny “Can you clap your hands?” as he’s been clapping items in each hand together for a while but has never actually clapped. Just to prove that he can in fact understand what we are saying (contrary to popular belief) he lapped his hands together.

JJ and I got really excited (as we do at every little thing he does…it’s sad really but i guess you have to be a parent to understand these things) and clapped and told him how clever he was.

So he kept clapping, although he had this big-eyed stunned expression on his face.

He’s also waving at people a lot more when he forgets to be shy around them.

Plus he has gotten a bit bigger. He’s not expanding in size as rapidly as he has been which is good, i want to be able to cart him around for a while yet. Though he’s always going to be my little baby even when he’s 18 and towering over me. TRhough he’ll probably be towering when he’s 15 coz I’m short.

I am really hoping that the Weeride supplier place processes things quickly coz I REALLY want this bikeseat to come in soon so I can use my bike (which still hasn’t been used yet). Considering the amount of postage I’m paying I’m hoping it gets couriered, and I was hoping to luck out today but as expected that didn’t happen. Hopefully I’ll get it before the end of the week, in the meantime I’m hoping a lot for tomorrow. It’ll be nice to go for a ride around. Plus I hate taking public transport (something about waiting for it annoys the hell out of me, I don’t know why) and I hate driving (well driving doesn’t bother me much but parking and the fact that other people can’t seem to drive annoys me) almost equally. So bike spells freedom once I get the hang of dinking again, though considering that Tiny is a lot lighter than anyone I have ever dinked (with the exception of Sprat, but she was 2 or 3 at the time, slightly heavier and in a rear seat which kept upsetting my balance every time she twisted or leaned over to look at something). So yeah. Hopefully tomorrow.

Oh yeh. I got new hair. Photos are in my journal.

And now I go to bed.

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