As we head in to spring here in the deep south, the days are getting both longer and more pleasant. It was getting on for warm yesterday, and on Sunday I went for a run in the sun. Quite a change from going out in the dark with drizzle falling and ice on the ground ( Read more... )

I was so pleased and proud of the young lad last night. He was tired after his supper, his bath and all the activities of the day. So once we brushed teeth and combed hair, he lay in bed looking tired but happy. I read the Spanish nursery rhymes (irritatingly there are English translations, and they are shockingly bad, and the illustrations are ( Read more... )

He loves the swimming pool, and I feel it is great to have an activity that will take years to develop but it fulfilling at each occasion. Once again, he loved sitting on a ledge and casting himself forward to be caught by me. He was not so keen to stand, but the close fall was entertaining for him ( Read more... )

I had hoped to listen to Radio Espana this morning but I can't seem to get it to play. A pity. So I put on my YouTube Spanish channel, where I have all the various songs and so on that I use for Spanish teaching, and sang along with Guantanamera to Christopher's joy. After a couple of minutes he wandered off to continue eating breakfast. He loves ( Read more... )

I really liked Wellington. My kind of place. No, I can't say that, but I did like it in the short time I was there ( Read more... )

Usually she and I do an exchange based on the middle of the afternoon, but since she had to work, and I took time off to look after the unwell lad, I have had him since 9am. Continuously ( Read more... )

I received my salary, and lots of people got paid. The kindergarten, the school, the credit card, the electricity company, the internet provider, the optometrist and so on. It feels like hit after hit. One problem is the obvious one of living in too big a house and spending too much money on it. I am not having any luck with getting another person ( Read more... )

It may seem like I am obsessed with sleep. Really, it is that the youngster has always been a very difficult sleeper, and we have envied friends who had babies who slept a full night through, or who only woke once a night ( Read more... )

An active lad, doing lots and enjoying himself, till I sensed he was not doing so well. Then a bath, to which he at first looked a little sad, then he relaxed and enjoyed his bath story. (It is not too difficult; baby is in the bath, baby bathes, baby plays with toys, baby has bubbles, baby is dry and snug; who says that writing a book with deep ( Read more... )

A cold, rainy and wet Dunedin evening. Still, Christopher is here with me and with middle son, so that is a great positive point ( Read more... )