Evidence that Fran has changed the entire nature of her blog without prior notice and should rename it Me Being Grandma

Here is Elijah, minus all the tubes etc.  And we've had our first cuddles.  And I told him my best jokes.

Grandma, if it's at all possible, could we just stick to normal Grandma/grandchild conversation
and cut out the wisecracks?

I swear, if you tell that one again about the wide-mouthed frog, I shall
pee in your eye next time you get to change my nappy



Comments

  1. Janie Junebug8/7/12 13:07

    Isn't it great that you GET to change his nappy? Parents HAVE to, but Grandma GETS to. Elijah, please don't damage Grandma's sight by peeing in her eye.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. Fran Hill10/7/12 12:05

      You're right, because I'd never enjoyed changing a nappy so much in my life.

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  2. Charlotte8/7/12 13:07

    I blame this forgetting the purpose of your blog on the newly embraced role and all the attendant stereotypes. Before long you will be sewing cloaks with red hoods and have a predilection for the intestinal tracts of wolves.

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    1. Fran Hill10/7/12 12:05

      Hm ... am already realising 'howl' and 'bowel' rhyme, so it may not be long before the intestinal tracts of wolves make an appearance.

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  3. Pam 8/7/12 13:55

    Oh, he looks SWEET! I love tiny babies. Also bigger ones. (It's when they grow up and marry impecunious actors or chaps with depression that life becomes more complicated. Sigh.)

    You look FAR too young to be a Grandma.

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    1. Fran Hill10/7/12 12:06

      Jus' keep sayin' that stuff about bein' too young.

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  4. Steve8/7/12 14:03

    Ahhh... I knew you were an old softie at heart.

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  5. stephen Hayes8/7/12 15:23

    I'll donate ten bucks to start a college fund if you post a picture of this little guy peeing in your eye. Make that twenty.

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    1. Janie Junebug8/7/12 16:00

      I'll put in twenty.

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    2. Fran Hill10/7/12 12:07

      It's almost worth photoshopping something ...

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  6. SmitoniusAndSonata8/7/12 22:34

    He's lovely .... and isn't that first cuddle the most amazing moment !
    ( He'll pee in your eye for free. Generous to a fault , babies .)

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    1. Fran Hill10/7/12 12:07

      He will not. I shall charge him a Farley's Rusk.

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  7. Martin8/7/12 23:45

    So begins a very special relationship.

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  8. Chris Stovell9/7/12 02:53

    Who'd have thunk it,eh? Congratulations one and all on the arrival of a whole new person!

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    1. Fran Hill10/7/12 12:08

      Thank you! The 'whole new person' thing certainly takes getting your head around.

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    2. broken biro11/7/12 00:13

      I want to 'like' this... but there's no 'like' button! WOW! Congratulations from me too!

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  9. Stan9/7/12 07:14

    Congrats! Consider wearing goggles while changing him, at least until a truce has been established.

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    1. Fran Hill10/7/12 12:08

      Do you think the goggles might just terrify him and make him pee in fright anyway?!

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  10. Anna May9/7/12 10:22

    He is scrumptious and I can see he loves his Grandma very much already.

    Anna May x

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    1. Fran Hill10/7/12 12:09

      Scrumptious he is, Anna. That's exactly right.

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  11. BadPenny9/7/12 11:49

    Where do you get one of those ? I want one !!!

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    1. Fran Hill10/7/12 12:09

      I will send you my discreet guide on these things if you really want to know ...

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  12. Alan Burnett11/7/12 02:29

    Ah congratulations. I think you are going soft in your new state - have you taken up knitting yet?

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