Thursday 7 August 2008

Sam enchanted evening...

Excuse the cheesy header. Sam's been home for a few days now. He's met all his grandparents and is feeling very spoilt. I'm speaking for him there as his feelings still revolve around food, poo and sleep. He's good at all those three daily objectives and is a little joy for Jo and me.

He went for his first trip to the shops today in his pram, up the road to the grocers, then a stroll around the park. He slept throughout of course.

You know all the people in the pics by now. I'm the devilishly handsome one.









Sunday 3 August 2008

Sam comes homes...

Jo and Sam came home yesterday (Saturday 2 August). He'd been diagnosed with a bit of mild jaundice, so we spent an afternoon holding him towards the sun. I've heard that some Africa traditions see babies held to the sun as soon as they are born, thanking the gods kind of thing... The sunglasses were done for medical reasons, i.e. not to blind him, not just to make him look really cute.

By now, Sunday afternoon, Jo is recovering nicely. Sam is sleeping well, not necessarily at the most convenient times, but he's very healthy and does some good pooing for his lucky mam and dad.

The pictures are in no particular order (life currently too chaotic for that) but the people who aren't Jo or me are my father, Jo's mam, and Nisha and James. And the little one is Sambob.