Category: Jack

The boy had his first trip to casualty this morning. Fer chrissake. He was tottering about at the top of the stairs, just stepping down to the first step. Kim was behind him, moving around him to get beneath him. As I’ve warned him a million times, he wasn’t paying attention, didn’t have both hands…

England are through to the quarter finals – Portugal on Friday night. The best part of this evening’s match was Rooney’s goal just before half-time. I was upstairs, running Jack’s bath, and had left him sitting on the sofa with a book watching the football. As Rooney scored I heard Jack shouting “goal, goal!” I…

I just gave Jack his bottle and put him to bed. I laid him down, gave him a couple of stuffed toys (his cat: “purr purr”, and his monkey: “ooh ooh”), and said, “night, night”. For the first time ever he said, “night, night” back. Superb.

Jack! Oh for fuck’s sake boy! Yes, he pulled a tin of wood stain from a shelf in B&Q and it exploded on the floor.

Jack was a very good boy for his mum today. He had his MMR jab this morning, which Kim was worried about, both because of the dodgy science over the last few years and because she hates needles. As it turned out she couldn’t watch but Jack sat very quietly and watched the nurse put…

Another party for Jack, this time Ioan’s second. Lots of fun for Jack, mostly with ball pits and slides.

Chilling, watching TV with Jack.

Check out this photo I took of Jack on the swings at the weekend: How much fun is he having?

I forgot to mention: Jack curled out his first turd in the bath this evening. Nasty.

Here’s a video of Jack wandering around the living room in his jammies. Check out the Thunderbirds puppet style! It’s 3.7MB because it is straight from the camera, I’m afraid. Download it via this link.