Chomping

Tonight at dinner Juno, who was sitting on my lap, started chomping and making schmucking noises as we ate. Sure enough, every time I brought a forkful of food up to my mouth, she would lunge forward excitedly - obviously very keen to start on some solids.

She is also now the proud owner of a NZ passport and, on wednesday, will make her first trip (of many, I am sure) to Australia. When we return I will post some photos of her frolicking at Bondi...

Father's Day

...and what a proud Dad I am; about a week and a half ago, young Juno Ruby reached a tremendously significant developmental milestone - she started blowing raspberries. Now, whenever the mood descends upon her, which for some inexplicable reason is often when we are sitting in traffic, she will start trumpeting away.


The other milestone that she reached about the same time is that she began to roll on to her stomach unaided. Again, this was/is a source of pride, all the more astonishing to me for it being so disproportionate to the act itself. Stop press: baby rolls onto tummy!

I know, but when you watch it for the first time, the effort that it takes her -after countless attempts- and then, suddenly, she makes it. And straightaway she lifts her head and looks up at you and grins and you are gone...your heart feels like it is crushing your lungs, like there just isn't enough room in your chest. What more could a dad want for father's day?