Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Today we bought a coffee machine. Not a fancy, smancy hideously expensive one, just a regular one and we are feeling very pleased with ourselves. On the way home from the shop, we stopped at the good coffee shop and bought some beans to grind in the new grinder for the whole coffee experience. And, the coffee was rather nice. I personally would like to spend the entire night gazing at the coffee machine on the kitchen bench but that could be the caffeine talking.

Meow

More vaccinations this week at Casa Laziest but this time it is the poor cat. Yep, she's due for her yearly round of vaccinations and is booked in for Tuesday morning. But I'd ask you to keep this to yourself for now, I don't want her to get worried.

She's also being a little monster at the moment because she's feeling a bit neglected with the baby and all. We've been making an effort to spend extra time with her, but the wet weather has only made it worse. A bored cat is a naughty cat and the latest trick is to lurk in the hallway and leap out to bite any passing ankles. She also sits on the couch next to me and waits to be patted. When the patting stops, her little paw comes up to pat your arm. It's very cute. But then she gets overstimulated and resorts to biting my elbow. Which is not cute.

Ouch, that hurt!

The poor baby had to have his 2 month old vaccinations yesterday and it sucked. He had one injection in the left leg, two in the right leg and one dose of an oral vaccine. And he didn't like it one bit. Thankfully he stopped crying pretty quick but the vaccines make them irritable and unsettled all day so everytime I put him down he started crying again until he was picked up again. And at nearly 6kgs, my arms were quite tired by bedtime.

But at least he won't get:

Pneumococcal;
Polio;
Diptheria;
Tetanus;
Pertussis;
Hepatitis B; or
Haemophilus Influenzae type B.

The oral vaccine is a new one called Rotatec and prevents a particular strain of common gastroenteritis.

Thankfully he is a much happier camper today. And he's started chuckling and laughing when he smiles. It's the cutest thing ever.

He's also started sleeping all night now so we are pretty excited - last night he went to sleep at 9pm and woke up at 6am. He had something to eat and then drifted back off to sleep until 8am. Admittedly I also went back to sleep while poor Buster had to get up and do some work.

We are also back walking again. Now that he's sleeping so well, and I'm not so tired, I have no excuses for avoiding exercise. We've been going for an hours walk down around the lake and back with the baby in the pram. I'll try to remember to take my camera next time so I can show you some pictures.

It's official

Yes, it's official. The cat is definitely a kleptomaniac. Today I found her hidden in the back of the wardrobe, playing with a strange shoelace. It was a leopard print shoelace and neither Buster, nor I, have ever owned such a thing. Now if I could only train her to bring home useful things. Like a new car. Or a smart, leather handbag. Or a big tax return.

Just one more little mystery

This afternoon I was baking Anzac biscuits when I looked under the table and saw the strangest thing. Resting on our green shopping bags (that I left on the floor - sloth that I am) was a smallish, brown square thing. Upon closer examination, ie on my hands and knees, it proved to be a chocolate crackle.


How on earth did a chocolate crackle decide to make its final resting place the green bags under our table? I mean, for an inanimate object, and a delicious lunch box treat at that, it seems odd.


I rang our dinner guests from last night to ascertain if any of them had secreted the chocolate crackle under the table, but no one was owning up to it. Buster denied any knowledge of it, as did the baby, so the only logical explanation (aside from the aliens leaving it there - they were too busy last night not putting their coffee cups in the dishwasher) is that the cat did it.

Update to date

The baby is eight weeks old today and in the last two weeks has started to smile. Not just smiling in his sleep, or smiling just prior to puking up, but smiling for real. He's smiling at you now when you talk to him or sing to him - he's especially smiley in the shower (which he loves).

He's also just developed the tongue thrust reflex. The tongue thrust reflex is like a safety device that babies have - if something goes in their mouth, their tongue sticks out and thus averts a possible choking incident. It's also incredibly cute. You get a big smile and then the little tongue comes out at you. Very cute indeed.

I just finished reading Snow Falling on Cedars which was quite good but nothing much else is happening.

Oh - and if you are on Facebook, please look me up, it's driving me crazy that Buster has more friends than me.