Hello!

It's been ages since I last put in a new entry. I know I should write more often, but I get my kicks now from reading other people's blogs and watching the latest episode of Project Runway.

Sonville can now stand up very easily, but needs to hold on to something. When he wants to stand and he's holding something in his hot little hand, he'll use his mouth to gum on to whatever support is available so he can keep standing. I think this will hold him in good stead as a future President when he's addressing his audience of millions. Of course, he should have stopped drooling by then.

He's going for his third gym class tomorrow. Actually, I get a bigger kick out of the gym class than he does. Where else would I have a captive audience of little babies his age that I can compare him to? For the 45 mins or so when I'm pretending to play wheelbarrow or London Bridge with my son, I'll be watching all the other little babies to see whether they're bigger/ fatter/ less whiny/ better dressed/ better behaved than my son. For all the bigger babies, I sidle up to the parents first chance I get and ask them how old their baby is. No point asking the pre-pubescent gym class teacher who blithely told me at the very first class that "they are all 7 months old". I wonder if she'll be surprised to learn that one of the little baby girls is ALMOST 10 MONTHS OLD. Does she even know where babies come from. At least she doesn't make us sing and clap our hands like trained circus animals, unlike Gymboree.

Have signed The Son up for the new term starting January 2006. Hopefully he'll be walking and talking by that time. Then he can get started with some proofreading.