Entries in noise (3)


8 months

Eight months, with Ox. Eight months, with Ox.

Wow, this kid just keeps getting bigger.  Soon, you'll be able to see him from the moon!

Here's his brother at the same age. WAY more mobile. less teeth.  About as vocal and not far behind, size wise.

Creaking the scales at an impressive 9690gms (21.3lbs) stretching to 71cm long (28") & new enormo head measurement of 50cm! (19.6")  Way way WAY off the charts... (here's hoping he's following his own trajectory!)

All bar a bad night, he's still sleeping through the night (bless 'im) loves hanging out in the high chair, banging his gavel and demanding more rusks to strip. Still not real fussed about solid food - except yoghurt and pumpkin. Not together, although we could try that! He is in love with his giraffe, who finally has a name, Mr. Cullen because Sean Cullen has been amusing us ALL with his tweets.  What a Canadian nutbag! And Ox, of course. He sleeps with Ox wedged under his belly (so he can't roll on his face!) and he loves loves loves Spike's old Pig which lives at Nana's. He squeals when he sees it and crams it snout in his mouth. We pretend not to notice...

w Spike w Spike 2 sitting up

He's rolling around everywhere. Gets caught under the coffee table or up agains the couch. Is pretty much sitting up on his own now, still has a tendency to launch himself backwards/forwards/sideways without a moments notice so he is mostly surrounded by bolsters or one of us. Has started having very emphatic conversations, lots of shaking fists and LOUD ooooo noises! You'd best pay attention.


Morrison had his first Thanksgiving - he eyed off the turkey leg bone like it was some kind of prize - and enjoyed some pumpkin. :-) And now we're gearing up for his first Xmas, he couldn't care less!  He just remains as cute as pair of Vivienne Westwood boots, as loud as an air raid siren and completely ours.


Mo's Mumma, Daddy and big brother, Spike  xxoo


7 months

Seven Months, with Ox. Seven Months, with Ox.

'ullo Big Boy. 'ullo Big LOUD boy!

Here's a link to my brother, Spike at the same age. I'm bigger and have more teeth but he was more mobile. WAAAY more mobile. I'm enjoying the whole being carried around and coddled phase. I'm also MUCH better at sleeping than he was; this makes me their favourite.

Ahhh Boo!

Mo's started eating baby food and has declared himself to be not too fond of the sweet stuff, except custard (although that's more milky thick than fruity sweet). He loves carrots and pumpkin (we can't get smooshed peas here but I'm pretty sure he'd dig 'em) and yesterday he tried 'bangers n mash' which he thought was pretty great! He's a maniac for a rusk and will strip that bad boy in no seconds flat with his two vicious front fangs.

sitting slouching balancing

His favourite toys are, his giraffe who has no name and is excellent to chew on. His car keys, which he loves to chew on and Ox... whom he loves to chew on (I'm detecting a pattern here) most things end up in this kids mouth. So, if you've lost something, drop us a line.

Although he doesn't want to hold his own body weight up in a sitting position, he does prefer this vista. Ergo, the Jumperoo and his brother's old walker are great places to be! He can scoot that walker backwards, alllll over the joint! He IS rolling over now but doesn't like to be on his stomach for very long - it's probably too much effort to hold his giant head up! We have a follow up appointment at the children's hospital for another head measure in February - if he's still WAY off chart but following his own curve, that will be the end of it but if it's just growing like a giant pumpkin they will want to MRI his noggin. That means a general anaesthetic so Mumma is very much against this whole adventure. Otherwise, all is well. He is the decibel machine, full of drool and noise! Loves his brother and the feeling is mutual.

Our two boys.


Mumma and Daddy xxxx



Not so much frogs, snails or puppy dogs tails.

More drool, mess and a non-harmonious or discordant group of sounds!

Aint they, bliss?

Blue Mo



The Ratbags' Mother xxoo