Saturday, July 19, 2014

Day Fifteen

Of all the days for Nixon to wake early!

6.am The monitor transmitted little squeaks from Nixon's room to mine. They lasted a few minutes and stopped. I leaped out of bed, into my sexy dog clothes and sprinted out to do the rounds. Bloody Ben and his obsessive kennel piddling is doing my head in.

7am and back inside. Nixon is making bigger noises now. I popped in to cover him up and let him go back to sleep but I could smell a lumpy nappy. Up he got and had a wee play while I organised a few things for the airport and his bottle.

7.25 bottle time and snuggle time. Sometime after that I managed to have a shower, feed Nixon banana for breakfast, get dressed, pack the car, dress Nixon and tidy the bench.

8.40 in the car and on the way to the airport. Nixon was bored with the view of the Old West Coast Road and nodded off to wake just in time for the airport.

9.25 we parked up in the car park, whipped out the push chair, loaded the baby and headed towards the International Arrivals Terminal. We walked in and I read that Singapore Airlines landed at 9.05. Bugger. It was meant to land at 9.30. I should have checked before we left. I start stripping Nixon off because it was so hot in there. I looked up and there was grandad on the other side of the room. Off we trot. I think Mick noticed I was there. I'm fairly sure that he realised I was attached to the push chair that he was fussing over, but not positive!!

A few minutes later we redressed Nixon in his winter woollies and were off to the car and straight back to Oxford.


Grandad did more cuddling of our wee man. In between cuddles he unpacked and showed Nixon all the pressies he bought for him in England. Thank you Sandra and Bill for the cool wee tee shirts. I loved the one with the greyhound on it :)


 Grandad was particularly pleased with the batman swimming togs he found (I won't tell him it is winter still if you don't!)


 When the unpacking was done Nixon went in the push chair and we went and did a dog inspection. Nana and Nixon passed Kennel Handing 101. We wandered around the big paddock and came back in. Nixon had a wee nap.

1.30 ish up for lunch. Nana's gourmet vege delight. Even Grandad said it smelled good (he doesn't usually say that about my cooking!)

We had a bit of a play time. I have been trying to teach Nixon to clap hands and today we had success. Twice he did a little paki paki and was thrilled with himself. He is too cute!

Another super short cat nap and we all go into Oxford to pick up another pack of nappies. Mick said you can get two 24 packs of Huggies nappies in the UK for around 4 pound on special.  That is about $8.00. We picked up one pack of 20 on special for $11.99.  Didn't have to stand in a long queue to pay for it though! Did you know the wine aisle is next to the nappy one? And the beer is in the same aisle? Someone was thinking.


 An afternoon of catching up on Grandad cuddles and playing with the vaseline jar. Seriously why do people spend so much on toys? It really doesn't take much to amuse this wee fella.
 Dinner of Nana's gourmet veges mixed with some bacon and lambs fry baby tinned food for dinner. I've had to move the chair out from under him the last few days. Nixon has learned that he can push up on it with his feet and almost stand up. Then a play before bath along with a chew on the frozen teething ring. Poor wee baby.

 Bath time was interesting. Nixon decided that he likes sucking his toes underwater. Was so funny. Each time he gently lowered his face into the water and found his toes. Had a quick suck then sat up again. He made sure that at least half the water was splashed out of the sink.



Snuggles with Grandad after his bath.
Look at this mess this baby makes!
 Massage, short play then dressed and ready for his bottle. After his bottle he woke right up again and kept giggling at a very jet lagged Grandad. The two of them kept each other awake and amused for about 10 minutes. Kissing, giggling and making faces. Nixon did that too.
Nixon was in bed and asleep by 7.50. Grandad was on the couch and and asleep by eight.


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