6 months old!

We were pleased to discover that Dylan's 6th month Birthday fell on St. Georges day and we felt the need to introduce him to the English flag. He is developing quickly and as you can see in the video, is starting to crawl. So this weekend was spent baby proofing the house ... which mainly involved me hiding away my entertainment equipment. In preparation for his swimming lessons which start next week, we let him have a splash about in the pool.

On Ya Bike

Today I decided to find out how realistic my plan was to cycle into work once my company relocates into town. It was 95F (35C) outside, I have not ridden for 'a while' and heated the pool up by 10 degrees when I got back! Hopefully I can stay committed.

Baby Boot Camp

Getting Dylan to sleep in his own crib has been long overdue so last weekend we started 'Baby Boot Camp'. We followed the Ferber method where you put him in his crib awake, then go back after set periods of time to reassure him without picking him up. Being the mummy's boy that Dylan is, neither Kristy or I had any faith in the little fella coping well on his own. We prepared ourselves for nights of no sleep and a weekend of stress but were very surprised when he got himself to sleep after 40mins the first night. The week got progressively better until he is now sleeping until 3 or 4 am and need feeding, then sleeps until 6. Admittedly, he does not look too impressed in the photo but we have been too scared to take one of him asleep in case we wake him up.

My mother taught me a lot of great things but I guess she did not know I would live in California when she taught me it was bad luck to kill spiders. Kristy often pokes fun at my attempts to rescue every spider and release them back to the wild. So when I caringly scooped up what appeared to be a little spider taking a nap on our carpet, I did jump a bit when it sprung to life looking like a lot like the black widow I had recently seen at the zoo. I still don't know if it was or not but, like my mother taught me, I still let it go in the garden .... I just hope it remembers me if we ever meet again.

Will not mention the football today, boo hoo.

Alright, now put me in my real bed

Mummy needs company while dad listens to the footy Playing the spoons

Itsy bitsy black widow?

Flight tracks

After living half a mile from a major runway in Houston and then the same distance from a train station in Fort Worth, quiet location was top of our list when choosing our new home. To our surprise we found out the other night that we must live in the outbound flight path from Los Angeles. Fortunately we live 150 miles from LAX so the planes were high enough not to disturb us. They made some cool tracks in the sky though.

Scottish Festival

This weekend we went along to a Scottish festival in Bakersfield. With similar popularity to Saint Patrick's day , I think a lot of the attraction seems linked to drinking and music. Even though Dylan did not believe my story about bagpipes being made out of little animals with hollowed out legs, at least his mum did ;-)

The highlands of Bakersfield

Don't worry we have not resorted to beer to get him to sleep

Random cute picture

Dancin'

Dylan's bath time