Day 67: Towel Toddling

Tonight, between Henry's bath and the time it took us to pin him down for his nappy, he thought running around the lounge with his bath towel over his head was the funniest thing ever. I thought it was pretty funny too, so I snapped a few quick photos most of which I couldn't use because he was just a little 'too' naked. I was very impressed that he managed not to fall over or run into anything, in fact the only time he got upset was when the towel fell and he couldn't quite get the towel cover his head to the desired degree.

It did take us a while to coax him into putting a nappy on, he was having so much fun we didn't really push it that much... but there's only so long you can leave it before the risk of leakage on the carpet becomes very real. It's happened before... and Henry thought that was pretty funny too.

Day 66: Ripping the Stick

With minimal encouragement from Jenna this afternoon, I finally got the RipStick out to have a go. It's  an odd looking contraption that has a rollerblade style wheel mounted on a swiveling caster at each end. With this one, just to make it more interesting, they made it so each end can twist in opposite directions. They're also known as caster boards.

This was the toy that came in the Showbag from the Canberra Show that I shared with Jenna. The sharing worked out pretty well, Jenna got all the lollies (they were gross... only a 10 year old could possibly want them) and I got the cool toy that Jenna didn't want.

Today Jenna was my special guest photographer today and she did a great job capturing the action in this shot, unfortunately she only caught half of my head. It was just before I lost balance and had to casually step off the strange two wheeled contraption. Now that I think about it, perhaps it was fortunate that only half of my head was captured. The facial expression may have been a little different to 'casual' as I was losing balance.

Belinda commented tonight that I was such a Dag playing with kids toys that Henry would think I was a really cool Dad... Not really sure how to take that... or what she meant. Regardless; it was fun and I'll rip this stick again.

Day 65: Eyesore

Here's my thought for today: It's weird looking at a photo of your own eyes, you get so used to seeing them in the mirror that when you're focussed on one in particular it's odd seeing it on what appears to be the opposite side of your head. 

I had this epiphany today when I was investigating my left eye, it had been a bit sore most of the day and by the time I'd had dinner it felt like there was a lump of gravel under my eyelid. This happens to me a bit and usually it's just a wayward eyelash, this time I couldn't find anything. 

At least it put an interesting thought into my head and I got photo a out of it.

Day 64: Cheese & Crackers

Belinda and I shared some Double Brie and Sesame Crackers before dinner tonight and Henry felt he needed to join in. Henry hasn't had much experience with cheese & crackers but he worked it out pretty quickly: The cheese is the good part, why waste time with the cracker?

The cracker in his hand was the first one I gave him, however the cheese hanging out of his mouth was the 3rd slice I'd cut for him. He kept bringing the cracker back for refills, each time I had to put the slice on the cracker so he could carry it back to his couch like it was on a little saucer. I have to admit I like his style. Unfortunately it meant that Belinda and I shared much more of our little treat than we intended... I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree after all.

Day 63: Dale's Door

After the installation of the new garage door opener for Belinda's side of the garage, and the associated remote control that is nice and small, I was tempted to do a little covert rearrangement so Belinda's car would only fit on the old door side. Fortunately my laziness and eBay search skills combined to remove the need for all that rearranging.

I found a new remote to suit the old garage door opener for just under $25 delivered and it was in the mailbox when I got home last night. Today I spent 5 minutes following the instructions supplied with the remote programming the garage door opener to respond to the new remote and then reprogramming the old remote so it would also work... unfortunately the new code I was given for the old remote didn't work, so only the new remote would open the old door.

This is where the good news part of the story kicks in: I emailed the eBay seller requesting the correct code for the old remote and within 20 minutes I had a reply with a link to a video on how to reprogram the new remote to the old remote's frequency. So I followed the instruction again and this time both remotes worked perfectly. This is among the best service I've had from any eBay seller and I'm happy to recommend these guys to anyone who needs (or just wants) a replacement garage remote.

The seller is 'ozremotes', they seem to have a pretty good range of remotes for garage doors. If you're in the market check them out: http://myworld.ebay.com.au/ozremotes/&_trksid=p3984.m1423.l2754

Day 62: Happy Little Sucker

Henry's bath time usually involves dodging cups of water being flung at you and a lot of splashing. Tonight I thought I'd try to hide one of his cups by sticking it to his back. It took him a while to notice.

This turned into a bit of a game that Henry changed when he decided he wanted the cup stuck to his tummy instead of his back where he couldn't reach it. The only problem with sticking it to his tummy was that he'd get the giggles and then flail about until he knocked the cup from its precarious suction induced perch.

I'm still not 100% sure that Henry enjoyed this game as much as I did...

Day 61: The Raging Damp

We've had some rain over the last couple of days and today it seemed to ramp up a bit: Canberra Avenue was closed between Narrabundah and Fyshwick from about 11am, parts of Queanbeyan were already flooding and there were large pieces of tree floating around the East Basin of Burley Griffin again.

This afternoon I thought I'd head to Scrivener Dam to see how much water was flowing over the wall. Normally all you can see is a wall of concrete and a pathetic little creek trickling from the bottom of the wall, not so today.

The rush of all that water flowing over the edge made quite a noise and the churning foam on top of all that dirty brown water was enough to draw a steady stream of onlookers. I think a quarter of Canberra had the same idea I did in coming out for a bit of a sticky beak.