Yes I admit it. Guilty as charged. Yes I did put the baby in the car seat to sleep while I had my lunch. And we weren’t in a car. And (voice drops to a barely audible whisper) I didn’t even fasten the straps. Surely God will strike me down with a lightning bolt. Or…
Month: August 2014
Piglet: On First Name Terms with the NHS
Well yesterday’s post (the Secret Weapon, by the way, was about to be revealed as a baby sling. Regrettably it turned out not to be such a vote-winner later that evening, when Piglet bawled non-stop for ten minutes in it, and I took it off, thinking maybe it was too tight and crushing his little…
He’s Wailing, He’s Wailing Again…
Well, he is here. And you know who I mean by “He.” The promised messiah. In fact, it’s not far off. I have started singing Away in a Manger to him at night and switching the name “Jesus” for His name. To all extents and purposes, he will henceforth be known as Piglet, the moniker…