And LO! A Child Was Born

Good afternoon to you, old beans, I hope this blog finds you well. I am well, and much thinner than I was last time we spoke, because.....

...the perfect Perfect is here! As I type, he is half an hour away from being seven weeks old. And what a seven weeks! You wouldn't think that someone so very little would have such a massive personality but he DOES! Here are some of his favourite things:

1. The wallpaper in our bedroom, which makes him laugh very much
2. A rainmaker that Sister bought him
3. Eating (takes it from me) - he even does sucking motions in the fifteen seconds of sleep he takes a day.
4. Being up on a shoulder
5. Lying over my crossed legs
6. Emitting air from various bodily locations (takes it from Husband)
7. Husband singing Colourblind by Darius
8. Having a bath. 

Here are some of the things he hates with the fire of a thousand suns:

1. Darius. We youtubed Colourblind so he could see the proper version, and as soon as he saw Darius he went MENTAL. He thinks Darius is very derivative.
2. Sleeping. He thinks it's for wimps.
3. Wasting time by doing anything that isn't eating.

He is very little but he already has the rule of Bumbaleerie Mansions. And Husband has changed beyond recognition, he's just a huge pile of mush now. The Perfect gets whatever he wants, whenever he wants, and why shouldn't he?

 He is also EXTREMELY contrary, I don't know where he gets it from. I can make him laugh by making a specific noise. Hmmm, I'm not sure how well this will translate on the internetz but it's a kind of BBBBBBVVVVVVVVVZZZZZZZZZ noise. Anyway, HE find it hilarious - unless I'm trying to prove to Husband that I can make him laugh. Then he looks away, yawns and shuts his eyes. Contrary.

Me and him. Note my very hairy arm.

So that's what I've been up to! Looking after the perfect and eating! And, doing a little bit of knitting. There's something about Autumn that brings out the knitting fiend in me, I loves it. I've already finished a jumper for the Perfect:

Alright FINE, it's not ACTUALLY finished. I have somehow forgotten how to sew things together, so I need to be re-taught. But that combines two of my least favourite things: hand-sewing, and having to learn something. Gah! But I'll have to suck it up. Although I bet Len would put it together for me if I asked her. I'm now working on a new Sirdar Crofter pattern:

Spectacular photograph. I really want to do a Debbie Bliss Cashmerino jumper for the Perfect but I'm not MADE of money! Also, Husband is checking the joint account with alarming regularity these days. Chuh! Lack of trust in a marriage is a very sad thing.

I've also been watching A LOT of the Netflix - Downton Abbey in particular. And taking MOAR PICTURES of the Perfect!

I knitted that hoody. I had to stretch it to get it over his head, took the picture, then he went MENTAL and I practically had to cut it off him. But! He's gorgeous in it, and we've got a lovely picture of him.

He's the bee's knees.