We are manically trying to get everything ready for the christening, I’m not sure what’s more stressful; worrying about the food or worrying about the garden. And don’t even get me started on how I”m going to make sure Will isn’t either going to vomit or do the Worlds Most Hideous Dump just before we get to the church.
Today he tried on his Tommy Hillfiger outfit on for the first time and thankfully it fits, although he does look a bit like a seventies Simon Cowell as his trousers are nearly up to his armpits and the collar on the shirt looks enormous. I’ve tried to find a belt for him but (typically) there was nothing in town.
Fortunately it’s Monday, so escape from the monotony of domestic life duly came in the form of our weekly NCT gathering, the highlight of which has to be suspending Will in Jude’s fishing scales to see how much he weighed. It’s an ingenious contraption; literally a black net suspended from a hook in the ceiling into which you’re supposed to weigh your prize Marlin or whatever it is you’ve caught. Today though, all it contained was several, very nervous-looking little babies (separately of course!).
William’s final weigh-in – a massive 14lbs 12!!!
William's First Year 