Dead birds and Doctor Who
Sunday, April 25th, 2010
We’ve had a lazy weekend really. usual stuff first: swimming. We’ve also been to the park (Saturday) and had a rocking time. We played mightily for a good two hours then returned for Doctor Who. Me and the Rubster decided to play in the garden first (see the picture).
Whilst out, I spotted two dead baby birds trapped in the netting at the side of the house. They had fallen from their nest and got trapped and died. I did a **proper** dad thing and got them down. Initially I thought we’d bin them to be honest. The boys decided to name them and asked me to dig them a grave.
So … off we trotted to the top garden where I dug a grave and buried the birds. We all said a few words then trooped in to watch the Doctor.
TTFN
A *proper* daddy.
We went last week then for a walk round Dovestones. Yeah that’s just how we roll folks.
She is two! Good times. It doesn’t seem like two years since I was looking at her in an incubator in SCBU, not daring to touch her or wonder when she’d be home.
Amanda, my mum, Sam and Ruby-Loo. We’re at my mums for a visit then going off to the M-i-L for tea. 
Thomas went to the Imperial War Museum - the best museum I’ve been to - with school.
I’m currently sat in Copley Rec whilst Thomas has his swimming lesson. Sam is, as you can see, very busy playing on his brothers DSi.
It’s half-term and I’m off for the week. Good times. After a tiring Valentines weekend I’m jiggered. So… Plans are:
… I shall mostly be swimming then shopping then cleaning. Tom has his lesson but I’m not going in this week.
She has been at her grandparents the last two days to allow us to get into work. I have missed her something cruel. But hey she is back so it’s all good.