il y a un an

the time passes by swiftly, summer fading to autumn, slipping to winter, jumping to spring and back again to summer. and thus the master c has experienced his full turn of the seasons ...
and his first birthday.

the night before the big day we left his pressies out in the lounge for him to 'discover' naturally. however, the wee chef preferred to play with the old favourites- forks, chopsticks, anything out of the cupboards... ignoring the toys designed by experts who understand our children.

so our little man, not so little any more, assisted in the picasso-esque self portrait to mark the end of the premiere year and the beginning of the second.

before getting up on his new 'bike'...

things he's mastered this week include: how clothes pegs work (we quite often use them to keep bags of flour and sugar shut); how to get the lid off pens (and draw all over his face); how to climb up on the couch, the stereo and the underneath of the table- in true mountaineering style; and finally, rightfoot, leftfoot: our wee man has taken his first steps (in the right direction). like an extra in a zombie film calix, the future orchestra-conductorchefprofessional climberartistsocialistsocialiteloverfriendhigh-speed- stunt- baby, put his right foot forward first. which in the world of snowboarding means he's goofy... just like his ma and pa.

xxx
mama b (proud as)

[previous reports of him putting his left foot forward first were wrong- it was my left...]