It's difficult to park in this confined space, Dad!

Baby Cake

Baby oil - Yum yum

Just another 4 weeks and a bit to go, and the little guy hasn't turned yet. We can't distinguish his head from his bottom but I have a feeling he still remains in a "standing" position. I can see that he's trying, it's just that he's left it a little late, like his dad. My sister told me that she used ice blocks on her stomach when she was pregnant to see my nephew move around. I thought I'd try this out in a circular motion, hoping he would try and move away from the cold and get into position. It was a good idea in theory, but it was my wife that couldn't handle the cold, so that was the end of that experiment.

The baby shower has been and gone, not without a few hiccups, that I won't go into now, but it looks like there are enough nappies to last a month or so, and the cake was lovely. A friend of Michelle's made it. I decapitated it and consumed the head, whilst the rest was shared amongst her colleagues. (and the liquorice around the sides is missing, because I ate those too)

The first casualty from the baby shower gifts was a bottle of baby oil. My dog, Garp, must have got it off the coffee table and taken it outside, where he drank the entire bottle. Should I be worried? It's not like him to do that sort of thing (he's an old man now). I was concerned that it might have a detrimental effect on him, but he hasn't "let one off" for four days now. He can release a powerful odour that almost makes the paint on the walls bubble. I might just feed him the stuff regularly.