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Jessica Foraging Outside, Eating Stones, and Throwing Pebbles Jessica | My Life 24 APR 2012

I look after Jessica on my own in the evening for at least half of the week, and so as you can imagine, I’ve pretty much got my bedtime routine down by now – and if I say so myself, it’s pretty damn effective.

Depending on whether or not I’m working from home on the day, I either pick Jessica up from the creche or from Gordon’s Beach Lodge. If its from the guest house, then Chantelle has already given her supper, but if not, then it is pretty much supper time as soon as we arrive home.

We then kill time by playing until just before 18:30, when it’s off to the bathroom for bath time. After a decent play in the bath session, it’s back to the changing station to get Jess all suited up in her pajamas, before making the evening bottle, plugging in some anime or an animated DVD to watch, switching off all the lights in the house, and then settling in the lounge tub chair with toddler on my lap, bottle in her mouth.

It takes about twelve minutes into whatever show I’m watching for Jessica to doze off, usually with teat still in mouth, and after twenty minutes I will literally stand up, Jessica lying face down in my arms like a lifeless corpse, and I’ll march over to the cot, lay her down, switch on the baby monitor and then close the door on the way out.


Anyway, all of the above is not actually the reason for today’s post. Nope, instead it was to share these cute videos I captured of Jessica during on of our evening playtime sessions, this time taking place in the front yard.

She has a fascination (and taste) for the drainage chips filling out the middle of the driveway, which needless to say, leads to a fair bit of entertainment and interaction.

And now, thanks to the always brilliant YouTube, I get to share my cute little toddler with you lot! :)

Throwing stones at the cameraman after being discovered:

Eating some tasty drainage chips:

Foraging some more:

Weekend in Review: Friday My Life 25 AUG 2007

So as my previous post indicated, Friday turned out pretty good, with most of my work day being taken up by our staff lunch. Once we eventually got back to the office I did at least do some quick work before heading off home at 4 :)

Unfortunately my slightly inebriated state meant that going to run at gym was pretty much out of the question, so I dozed off in front of the TV instead (not before killing off my twelfth colossus in Shadow of Colossus I might add). After that, it was quick makeover time before heading out to join C at the guest house. This weekend she only has Mr. Nicholas Louw (Well known, popular Afrikaans Pop Rock singer) staying over, and seeing that he and his entourage were out for the evening meant that we finally had a night to ourselves for a change.

So some delicious KFC for supper (again, I was the only white person in the Voortrekker road KFC that place is always packed and I am almost always the only white guy there. Now I know how that Chinese immigrant feels like in all the AWB meetings), before being joined by Retha and heading off to join up with Karl and Patricia at Six of Nine’s gig at the Corner Bar in Durbanville. Of course getting there was a bit of a mission, as the guest houses gate packed up as we left, so we pretty much had to drop everything and fix it first. Didnt help that the key bent and we had to gippo the system a little, but we sorted it out in the end :)

Unfortunately (and I’m sad to say this), but we should have taken longer to fix the gate. I like Six of Nines music, but last night was the worst performance ever. The venues sound equipment was not playing along at all, leaving a cacophonic noise of mismatched instrument volumes, all which overpowered the vocals. My chance of impressing C with their performance was pretty much blown. At least my Millers wasnt all that bad.

Leaving Karl and Pat behind, C and I then headed off to Stones in Edward Street around midnight. A couple of drinks and some dancing (I still fail to impress her with my moves for some strange reason I don’t see how I look like Hammy the hyper speed squirrel thank you very much) and the earlier disappointment of the evening was soon forgotten.

Finally we called it a night and headed home, grateful to make it the relative safety of our bed for the evening. (I say relative safety because we stayed in room 5 last night, a delightful room that is sunk a couple of steps down, meaning a tricky trip to the bed if you are feeling slightly tipsy. I recommend diving down the stairs and onto the bed, but for some reason I don’t think C would be all that impressed.)

over the hedge hammy and rj