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In a previous post I refer to my Brother as Weeny. This is because he is shorter and thinner than me which makes me jealous, nothing more. I can't tell you how much it sucks to grow through High School and have all the girls hating you because 'you don't look enough like your brother, why can't you look more like your brother'. I can assure you the nick name also has nothing to do with our man

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Fuzzy Wuzzy has a habit of running full bolt from one end of the house to the other. He stops himself by crashing into the TV and laughing uproariously. He has done it so hard so often that he has pushed the back panel of the TV cabinet off. This is solid wood panels nailed into place and not just some poxy laminated MDF mind you.ARGH!!

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As my dearest mother has pointed out, I have failed to blog about my holiday in Sydney recently. The one where my brother finally tied the knot with his girl of some 2 to three years. I'll call him Weany (cause he is half my size but the elder brother) and I'll call her Stunna (cause she is one).Yes, one week of fully paid apartment in Northern Sydney to enjoy some of the fruits of the sea and

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I had a free corporate training junket to the coast last week. Not only was it great socialisation with my colleagues, but my family could join me for a mini-break at the beach.Or so one would hope. One of the problems with having ankylosing spondilitis is aphthae. Aphthae are severe mouth and throat ulcers. Very painful stuff. As luck would have it I had a break out on Wednesday night.

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Stare Bear has popped off the breakfast bumps after only a year. He is a much better eating baby than the other two were. So I suppose he is easily getting everything he needs from the food we give him.You see, unlike the other two, Stare Bear HATES to eat canned baby food. He does love pureed family food though. So each dinner has a portion put in the blender for him. He loves it dearly.

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The good wife and I recently had some bi fold doors installed in the house.They look great but they do need some work. Of course there is a small list of niggles about the general workmanship but by and large we have gotten what we paid for.Until Yesterday.Fuzzy Wuzzy, tearing up the joint like a 3 year old is want to do, got his shoe caught underneath one of the doors. A moment of tugging and

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Recently the wife and I attended church. Calm down calm down, we aren't converting. We were attending a parenting workshop called "1, 2, 3 Magic!" The workshop was being held at Kippax community church.What it amounted to was a three hour video from a PHD Psychotherapist about controlling children's behaviour. While that may not seem worth $10 a head, the three hours free child care that came

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Fuzzy Wuzzy is now fully potty trained. We still fit him with a nappy at night and if we have to travel for more than an hour. As far as skills go though, he goes when he has to and even dresses himself now all he has to deal with is undies. Thank you to Nan for sending the Thomas the Tank Engine branded undies. They were the extra push he needed.I feel as though a great wait has been lifted

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Fuzzy Wuzzy did his first deposit into the toilet last night. He heaved and heaved and mouthed words he could not speak because of all the heaving. Then the inevitable -plop- sounded and he went nuts with excitement. We have spent the last week building him up to this event you see.For a parent, it is a great time of celebration with praise and chocolate heaped upon the executor of the

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One of the great implied traditions of living in Canberra is that you go to the snow every year. I imagine this is in part due to:* Living but an hour and a half from the slopes makes it convenient.* Living in a capital city you have more than enough money to afford to go* The ads tell you that you ought to and who are we mere citizens to deny the beast its measure?So, after 12 years of living

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Twas a rainy morning in Canberra yesterday. This was massively inconvenient to me and the Lish. The reason why is, she had to bring Fuzzy Wuzzies mattress in from the front porch.The mattress was on the front porch because that is where the best sun falls on our property.We needed the best sun because we were trying to dry out said mattress. the mattress obviously being wet.The mattress was

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Having studied in Canberra from 1995 to 1999, I missed out on the last big town centre creation. That Town centre is Gunghalin and I missed out in that I didn't get a new home there while they were going cheap.I picked up my inlaws house nice and cheap and while it is half way up a hill, the neighbours trees block the view. They are big ugly rubbish dropping trees to boot and they endanger my

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Well, I guess it had to be. My dear little Fuzzy Wuzzy is very head strong and obstinate. Normally I'd appreciate this 'take no crap' attitude in a person. As a child it means that he has seen through my facade and realised that going straight to bed isn't actually my desired dinnertime result. By both not eating AND going to bed without dinner he has thwarted my real desire. That desire of

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I was hopeful about Charnwood Labour Club being a good place to take kids and have a meal.It is not to be it seems. The playground is outside in the smokers cage.So even in Summer the conditions would be undesirable. When given the rapidly reducing amount of places where smokers can go I think I'll leave Charny to them.

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A new suburb has opened up in Ginnindera. it is called Forde and they are yet to build the first display village. But, they have built a very sizeable playground with some great architectural features as well as play equipment. It even has a band stand and fresh picnic areas.Ten out of ten. But it's a long way to go for just a park.

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In Canberra there is a certain inevitability that a kid friendly restaurant resides within the confines of a club. I imagine this is due to the fact that they have floorspace to spare and have a 'services for members' mindset. This is at odds with an actual restaurant's objective to serve as much food to as many people as quickly as they can.As such, dining out with small kiddies in tow in

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Fuzzy Wuzzy: I did poos!Goatee: No you didn't, just lots and lots of wees.Fuzzy Wuzzy: I go bath, do poosGoatee: No, poos go in the potty or the toiletFuzzy Wuzzy: I do chocolate in the toilet. I put it in my hands and *rar rar rar* and then I eat it!Goatee: May that day never come to my house.Fuzzy Wuzzy: *blank stare* I want chocolate , pleeeeeeease.I highly recommend Hansel and Gretel in

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I take my kids to Charnwood shops on a regular basis. Disturbing? Not so much, at least, not until some sherbert snorting numpty started distributing pipe bombs around. I realise this event didn't occur at the shops. But all the same it is hardly a long reach for someone to decide shops as a target instead of a letterbox. The chromosomally challenged nitwit who did this may only have been

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It took but one night of hardship. Just one night. Since that one tempestuous and morally questionable night Fuzzy Wuzzy has sat down at each meal and eaten the food I have put forward. Three nights in a row he has done it and I am very pleased. Lishy Dishy grudgingly admits success but still feels the method was far too cruel.The first night was pizza and garlic bread, an easy meal. He

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I have a friend who is a father of two and a chef. He blogs as The Culinarian about his food experiences. I've been reading the trials and tribulations of getting his kids to eat well. In particular is this post about dinnertime discipline.My First son, Fuzzy Wuzzy, had great eating habits as a baby. My Daughter, String Bean, not so much. With much angst and confrontation at dinner time,

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When they were babies I'd carry them football style on my hip, so they'd use all their muscles to lift their head up and look around. Combined with the motion of walking it made for quite a workout for a baby. It sounds rough and cruel I know, I've been 'brought to task' over it it sometimes. But like any exercise you only do it for short periods. So not so rough or cruel after all. Some of

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Living in Canberra, we tend to be spoiled for choice when it comes to kids entertainment. Sure, we don't have amusement parks or constant visits from The Wiggles and High 5, but we have playgrounds. Both the free sort and the commercial sort.Parks and Playgrounds in Canberra are very well serviced. Every suburb has multiple playgrounds, some have free BBQ's and some are better maintained than

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Here it is, somewhere to crow about what being a dad and being a dad in Canberra is like for me. And hopefully, others will join me in time.

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