Five months to the day that he thudded into the world snapping the umbilical cord in the process, he casually rolled onto his front and, to prove it was no fluke, rolled back again a few moments later. He keeps doing it now and can cover quite a distance in a short time. All the time with a "WTF?" look on his face. It's lovely to watch, but it does mean that there is now plenty more of a target area for him to puke on and we now have two mobile tripping hazards in the house – not to mention the carnage they cause.
"I love you, bruv, even though we both have zombie eye!" |
In other news, I've rather masochistally decided that a new job, two demanding little lads and a blog I really ought to update more often aren't enough to keep me on my toes; I'm going to have a crack at writing a zom-com. I've always wanted to make a film and now my idea is firmly lodged in my head. I actually started writing a post-apocalyptic comedy once, but never finished it. I'm okay with that though - it wasn't the end of the world... I digress. Knowing me, the same may happen this time – I barely have time to play my zombie-themed Xbox games as it is – but I'm hoping that by noting it down here for all to see, I'll complete this one. We'll see!
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