New Processor

Zemiel's replacement parts came in the mail today. Now perhaps we can finally get his right side hearing again. The new processor seems to be working well. His behaviour was better during the tele conference today. Skype is generally working well, but the sound sometimes fades out.

Eight Laps Around the Sun

Eight years.
Ninety-six months.
Four hundred and seventeen weeks.
Two thousand, nine hundred and twenty-two days.
Seventy thousand, one hundred and twenty-eight hours.
Four million, two hundred and seven thousand, six hundred and eighty minutes.

Life with Azariah

Well, here are a few things that may interest you about Azariah.

He is now walking, running and generally loving it.
He is very strong-willed and will often do something he knows is wrong (and will possibly get a smack for) just because he wants to.
He loves the utensils draw. His favourite being the whisk, followed by the potato masher and then the egg flip.
He says daddy and mummy clearly and often interchangeably.
He is still having three sleeps a day (on a good day) but reducing now down to two.
He adores flowers or anything that looks like flowers.
He will frequently hop into our little wading pool with no thought of taking off clothes or nappy.
He loves playing (throwing leaves and rocks) in the dog's water.
He is now capable of climbing both up and down our 15 step flight of stairs.
He loves things that are soft. Pillows and doonas will immediately be pounced upon.
He eats almost anything (including rotting mangoes that have fallen off the tree).
His favourite food right now is mango.
He is usually the last one to finish his meal, firstly because of quantity and secondly because he is generally a neat eater with small bites.
He likes savoury foods best.
He is approximately 12 kilograms.
He has a (bad) habit of "exploding" with "number 3's".
He loves being chased.
He hates being alone.
He goes (most happily) to men with light coloured (greying usually) hair.
If there is action, usually he is part of it.