I just had to share this photo with you. It cracks me up everytime I look at it. I took some photos of Jamie yesterday, because I have been wanting to capture his smile on film (well, digital, but you know what I mean!). I am finding it impossible to do on my own though. He just won't smile for a camera lens. Whenever I disappear behind the lens, he gets all serious, obviously pondering where mum is hiding. Only to smile hugely when I pop out again. Of course, this is absolutely no good to me, in my quest for the perfect smile on film. But, I perservere. And these are the kinds of photos I get. In some ways, even better than the most perfect smile, don't you think?
We've been busy, given that it's a short week here this week. Yesterday we went and learned about baby resuscitation. Just in case. They took us through choking too, which was good. I feel a bit more relaxed about it now. I was in St Johns Ambulance from when I was 11 until when I was 21, so I know a fair bit about first aid. But it has been some twenty years. So a refresher was good.
Today we were supposed to go to a park nearby and catch up with some other mums. But, it looks like it's about to rain, so I decided not to risk it. We went for a quick walk around the block instead. At the moment Jamie's on the floor doing his tummy time exercise. Jak is trying to lick his fingers. Bewtiful. Actually, Jamie appears to delight in Jak licking his fingers. There are a few things that he will move his hands towards at the moment (a new trick). Jak is one. Or Jak licking. I'm not sure whether it's just a fascination with Jak, or wanting to be licked. Anyway, I have given up on my battle to train the dog not to lick the baby. Anyone would think the baby has been rolled in liver treat sprinkles. I do draw the line at more than a minute of face licking though. You see, I have learned to pick my battles.
'til next time.