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03.03 – 03.09

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Life

Our baby boy turned five.

What. The. Actual. Fuck?

Still a massive pain in the prick though.

He wanted a blue pedal bike. We got him a blue pedal bike. He told us he knew how to ride it and we told him he probably didn’t but turns out we were bang wrong. The promise of the balance bike delivered and within minutes he was pelting it around the park faster than I could keep up.

We’d gambled on having his party in the park in early March (since history has shown us he’s not the biggest fan of being indoors). The weather was ridiculously good and it was a smash. I think Σσ earned a bit of kudos in the school WhatsApp for having reset the bar in terms of what’s expected from a birthday party because it was starting to feel like a bit of an arms race.

We got a massive pirate helium balloon for the party. We discovered Αα was not a fan of massive pirate helium balloons.

Fairly sure Ηη felt suitably well celebrated. We got him home after he’d (self-confessedly) eaten too much cake, let him open all his presents, then tried to stifle the inevitable meltdown as best we could. He did remarkably well, but the latent adrenaline coursing through his veins forced him back up at 3:30am and he wasn’t going back to sleep under any circumstances.

That next day we had three kids parties in the diary which was going to have been a slog at the best of times. I think I ended the weekend having had pizza five meals on the bounce.

I got a cough that has made my voice sound like I’ve been on the piss for a fortnight. The cough is of course at its worst shortly after I’ve fallen asleep, so Σσ has to shake me out of my stupor and convince me to do something about it.

Aila was allowed out of hospital to the airport to greet her dad back from a work trip. She’s still struggling with intestinal trouble and losing weight though so she’s not stable enough for a transplant yet.

Work

We had what was I think the best design sprint I’ve ever been involved with for most of the week. I’m confident something meaningful will grow out of it.

Running

• Tuesday hills
• Thursday hills