What does the first day of your New Year look like?
In the wee small hours of this morning, it looked like this.
During the HOURS we spent tidying up and getting ready to officially move today, it looked like this:
Later on, when we were walking in Stratford, it looked more like this.
And this evening, it looked like this:
As you can see, I’m doing rather well with my New Year’s Resolution: take lots of photos!
I’m participating in the Best Of 2009 Blog Challenge. Every day this month, I write something different about what’s happened this year. I’ll write a proper post about this on David’s actual birthday in three days’ time, but for now, here are PICTURES!
David didn’t strictly arrive in 2009.
He arrived on the 23rd December 2008, eight days early.
Fast-forward a year, and we have this.
I’ll write more about David on his *actual* birthday, the 23rd. We’re off to enjoy some cake for his first first birthday party! (He’s having two.)
David dropped a book on the floor this morning. We’ve been having little “conversations” and I’m never sure whether he’s actually talking to me or not. Today, I knew.
“Have you just dropped a book on the floor?”
“Are we having a conversation?”
“Would you like your book back?”
“Would you like some milk?”
“BO!” (“Bo!” is his word for bottle. It’s pronounced with a hard “o!” sound, not “oh”)
We’re not doing too badly for eleven months old, are we? Apart from making a mess in the bathroom and blaming it on “Eh-Rh!” (Eric.) Well, it was blatantly his fault.