...my nephew Oliver! Just testing to see whether I can type and hold him at the same time, and I can! (well, I could, then he grabbed hold of my typing finger. Mum's got him back now...) I'm telling him all about the internet, and he's looking at me with his big blue eyes... Soooo sweet!
Nice one Arch, be usre to post a pic! My lovely wife handed me our little one last night and claims to have told me to put a clean nappy on (which I dispute as I heard no such request), next thing she had shoot all over the floor (the baby, not the wife). Guess who had to clean it up?
Babies. My friends (well, the ones who breed) know better than to expect me to make cooing noises or show any enthusiasm for them whatsoever. Bring 'em to me when they can have a coherent conversation I say...
Ah, goo goo ga ga wibble wibble squidgy poo-poos! Make sure you show him a bike...it'll leave an impression in his mind for when we grows up a bit.
