Today I have been on Faris Watch.
This is an immensely important position and one which requires considerable diligence.
The Faris Watcher needs an ability to pluck Baby Boy from his Moses basket at the optimum moment before a slight grumble develops into a full-scale protest. A swift change of nappy is preferable to dragging out the whole process though I am a little bit out
of practice. However cuddling a baby is like riding a bicycle – you never forget how to do it.
Today the Middle of the Darling Daughters and I were
keen to try out yesterday’s gift of a towel with rabbit’s ears. We showed it to the New Dad who looked at us as if we were quite, quite mad. He didn’t get the whole “dress the baby as a rabbit” business but we went ahead anyway.
Faris made a totally adorable bunny. I shall tell him this when he is older, which he will not appreciate one little bit but I’ve found that grandparents can get away with quite a lot more than most people. I videoed the “top and tail”
because the Middle of the Darling Daughters was desperate to catch, on film, the sweet snuffly, snorty noises Faris makes when being subjected to such indignities in the interests of cleanliness. I did my best though the camera did shake a bit whenever I laughed.
Which I did. Quite a lot.
One of the reasons for being here is to be of assistance to my daughter in these early days of motherhood. Today, for example,
I carried out a task of extreme strategic importance. No, it didn’t involve washing (either clothes or crockery) and I did not have to tackle any household appliances such as the vacuum cleaner or tumble dryer. My task was to hang up in the nursery
wardrobe all the beautiful baby clothes which generous friends and family have given the new babe. I took my time over this, ensuring that I sorted out the 0 – 3 months, from the 3 – 6 months and the 6 – 9 months and hung them in date
order. No baby will be better dressed, I assure you. All the Middle of the Darling Daughters needs to remember is which end of the wardrobe to start...
all, Faris Watch involves holding the precious babe and gazing at him in adoration. Several times a day. In fact, whenever I can sneak him from his Moses basket without his mother noticing. Not that she minds because she’s doing the same
We're both on Faris Watch. Nothing quite like it...