I have spent a couple of hours out with my nephew today and I am surprised, pleasantly I might add, that I enjoyed myself. Zach is two and we were in London and saw some Soldiers and went to a museum and looked at swords (Zach loves them at the moment it seems). This was followed by a couple of pretend sword fights and chasing some pigeons.
I was relieved to have survived the whole episode without having to go near a nappy or deal with tears. I'm fairly rubbish with tears (just ask my wife) and have never so much as opened a nappy in my life. No, really, not even as a child because as has been pointed out to me recently, I had towelling (I am not sure what that means other than the obvious).
All of this, I suspect, is part of a ploy on the part of Becca (my long suffering other and better half) to acclimatise me to a small child. It seems that we are expecting a child and it should be with us early next year. I probably haven't taken this on board in enough detail. I am pleased with the big picture; will have son or daughter who I hope will be fit and healthy and good to have around, but I feel a bit sketchy on the nitty gritty. To be honest there is a big part of me that doesn't want to go anywhere near the sordid dirty and likely smelly bits of a child. I successfully avoided all of that today too!
Had a good time, thankyou. Yes, he is a bit sleepy due to the sword fighting and chasing pigeons.
No mess, no tears and good fun.
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08/08/07 @ 22:43