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For the last year, we’ve done our best to regulate Hazel’s television intake.  This has been difficult for all concerned, truly, as she loves the gogglebox so much it has become the easiest way of getting her to contently sit still for a while, if you need to get something done/have some time off.

Recently, I’ve found that my opinions have somewhat mollified. Two weeks ago, Hazel picked up a magnifying glass in my mother’s house and told her Nana exactly what it was.  Where did this knowledge come from? Myself and Ev have never had cause to go around repeating the term “Magnifying Glass” and I doubt they’re doing it at Hazel’s crèche either! It makes sense that television (CBeebies in the overwhelming majority) might well be the source.

Last Friday I chanced upon an article on the Guardian‘s website.  I’ll reproduce some extracts from it here but I’d encourage you to click on the link above and check it out in its entirety if you’re interested.

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So here’s a little story from last Monday: I’m a fan of American Football and was delighted when I heard that Channel 4 (UK) would be showing one live game every weekend. There’s no Sky Sports in our house. The downside to this game being on terrestrial TV is that it doesn’t kick off until 1.30am on Sunday night/Monday morning. After trying to stay up and watch it two weeks ago, my smarter half wondered why I didn’t just record the game and watch it at my leisure the following day. It’s not as if I’d have to avoid Irish radio to keep the results secret, is it?!

So, I was doing just that on Monday morning, around 11am. Hazel was playing with some toys in the sitting room and I was sitting in the kitchen (where the DVD recorder is) watching my recorded game. Next thing I know, the little lady toddles into the kitchen carrying the box for Finding Nemo in her left hand and the disc from said box in her right.

“We watch Nee-no?” she asked.

“No, it’s daddy’s turn with the telly” I said.

She then proceeded to walk past me, over to the TV stand, bent down, hit the ‘Open/Close’ button on the DVD recorder, took out my disc and put in Nee-no! She didn’t actually manage to put the disc in flat, so the door wouldn’t close. At this, I picked my jaw up off the floor and went over to help her!

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I’m sure it’s happened at least once in everyone’s life.  You reconnect with an old friend you haven’t spoken to in a while and, just then, at that moment, you realise that it’s been an age since you last talked and you should never have let such an amount of time pass.  Well, I now notice that this is also the case with me and my blog.

So apologies to all.  Especially Mitzi, the blog’s biggest fan! But fret not – broadband engineers have finally conquered these heretofore impassable lands and we are online. Huzzah!

Hazel is now 25 months old.  Honestly, it would take an essay, not a blog entry, to cover everything that has happened in her life since I last posted in December.

In that time, she’s had her second birthday, spent two nights in Mayo General Hospital and had an arranged marriage confirmed.  Ok, the last one of those isn’t true.

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Since we moved home in August, my post count on this blog has dropped to near zero.  I got challenged about this at the weekend.  “Could we please have another blog post John?” I was asked, albeit in a slightly demanding fashion. 🙂

The realisation that the daddy blog actually has some regular readers was a (pleasant) surprise!

To explain myself, our new home is situated right in the middle of a broadband wasteland.  We’re trying to get by using an internet dongle from one of the mobile phone companies but it’s only giving us access last seen in about 1997.  With modern-day websites set up to use much more capacious connections, we can just about access our gmail (and that’s with the ‘Basic HTML’ switch turned on).

That being said, I am lucky in that I was contacted earlier in the year by David Caren, the editor of www.dad.ie.  David has kept me on the straight and narrow by encouraging me to produce an article on a monthly basis.  Well, almost a monthly basis…

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lego-home

Back in August we surprised everybody by upping sticks and moving from Clare to Roscommon.

At the time, I presumed that the effect of the move on our little Hazel would be, if not exactly traumatic, at least interesting enough to merit a blog post or two. Alas for this blog’s post count, she has turned out to be the best house-mover of the three of us!

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Moving houseBack in June, I announced to the blog that I had returned to 5-day-a-week work, following my time minding Hazel on Thursdays and Fridays.  It turns out that this return to “normality” will be short-lived, though, as we’re about to go through our biggest challenge, as a family, so far.

We’re moving – lock and stock – two hours up the road.

What’s brought this about is a new job for my wife and, in the short-term at least, it will mean unemployment for me. That might seem like a bit of a downer but, from our point-of-view, it’s definitely worth it. For one thing, we’ll be moving “home” and, of course, I’ll get to become a stay-at-home dad! If you’ve read the previous blog entries you’ll know that’s something I’m definitely excited about.

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Our first year with Hazel has flown swiftly by. I find it hard to believe that it’s nearly 12 months since we spent a very boring morning in UCHG, waiting for a room to become available, so Ev and baby would have somewhere to retire to after the C-Section.  That was on July 9, 2008, so Hazel’s first birthday is indeed fast approaching.

Anyone who’s been reading my blog will know that we have been blessed with our daughter and her placid, stoic nature. She’s never been one to throw tantrums and reacts to life’s hard knocks by having a little cry for a few minutes and then dusting herself down and getting straight back into the action.  So why, you may ask, would we decide to shock, upset  and provoke her now?

Every child grows up believing that the way things are done in their house is “normal”.  Even at her young age, Hazel is no different.  One example of this is that she uses a soother to get to sleep.  This is fine and dandy (and handy, even) at 8.30pm but it becomes a problem if she wakes during the night as the soother has always slipped out of her mouth during sleep and she needs one of us to get up and retrieve it (or get a new one) for her. Read the rest of this entry »

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Hazel likes bubbles!

Toothwatch

Hazel has her full compliment of teeth. The final one arrived during the second week of September, 2010.
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