Everything's a bit smaller in Paris...

So we had to make a few compromises during our recent jaunt to Paris - we couldn't quite fit his baby bath in our luggage and well, apartments in Paris aren't quite as big as most. Not to be deterred, our bubby seemed to really take to his Parisian kitchen sink bath.

Paris me fait sourire

International travel with a 3 month old... part one. A long weekend in Paris. How's this going to go then? A 2 1/2 hour train trip followed by a long wait for a taxi at Gard du Nord in close to 30 degree heat and then navigating the narrow streets winding of Paris looking for somewhere to eat, feed or change... only to do it all again in reverse two days later.

Destined for disaster non?

Well... non! It seems our Alex is a natural jet setter, he barely made a peep on the Eurostar both ways, smiled and giggled all through the taxi lines and generally won admirers everywhere he went.

Lots of photos taken and mini adventures had so will have a few Parisian blog entries in the next few days but for now, here is a video which sums up Alex's mood in the city of lurve!

Rock a bye baby

Don't get me wrong, I'm incredibly appreciative, grateful, surprised, amazed that I have a baby who manages to sleep at night. I'm sure the proper night's sleep are the the reason:
1. I can actually get out and do something every day
2. Haydn and I haven't had a fight
3. I'm managing to update this blog on a vaguely regular basis

I can't help but wonder why Alex has turned out to be such a good sleeper... mainly because I don't want to accidentally 'undo' what ever I might have done to create this dream baby. One theory we have is the hammock he sleeps in at night. I've noticed a few clues on those nights when I wake up at 3 or 4 or 5 in the morning and peer through the netting wondering why the sleeping beauty still hasn't awoken. You see every time he does stir, wriggle an arm out of his swaddle and open one eye to see what's happening the hammock seems to move and rock him quietly back to sleep.

Maybe its the hammock, maybe he's a freakishly chilled out bubby who figures "it's dark I may as well go back to sleep", maybe we're just incredibly lucky!

Haven't I seen you somewhere before part 2

Is it wrong to photoshop your baby to look like a superhero?

It's not my fault, some friends commented that Alex bares a striking resemblance to Jack Jack from The Incredibles... and I couldn't resist. I'm not 100% what his superpower will be but I suspect it has something to do with his hair...

An afternoon at the museum

After overdosing on cafes, lunches in the park and baby cinema we decided on a bit of culture with a visit to the Natural History Museum in London. I'm not a huge museum person myself but how can you resist a building as amazing as this with a 105 foot long Diplodocus replica skeleton in the reception (you can kind of see it behind Alex in the photo). We saw lots of dinosaurs, animal foetuses in glass jars in the new Darwin centre walked around the huge blue whale in the mammals hall... every little boy's dream come true surely? Well, maybe we're a touch too little because he did sleep through most of it and grumbled through the rest but if he develops an enthusiasm for dinosaurs and large mammals in a few years time we'll know why.

Haven't I seen you somewhere before?

OK, a bit of an age difference in these photos but it does explain why everyone looks at Alex and says he's the image of Haydn, then they look at me... and wonder if I'm the nanny.

Brunch Baby

Before the arrival of my darling dearest little bubby, I used to spend a lot of time in restaurants and cafes having brunch. A bit sad I know but that's the life of the baby free twenty and thirty something I guess.

Anyway, on my many outings I would inevitably happen upon some kind of gorgeous couple looking designer scruffy quaffing bircher muesli, blueberry pancakes and cappuccinos. After a while I notice a quiet little mini version of them snoozing peacefully next to their table, occasionally stirring to make a designer cooing sound before dropping back off to sleep.

Would I have a designer brunch baby?

Well, now I have my own theory and I suspect it's all about age... a little bubby at this age will mostly sleep and feed, no matter the sounds going on around them, which makes them the perfect brunch accompaniment. The only problem for me is managing to get out of the house in time for brunch. Hence my little darling is more of an afternoon tea baby!