We're Mobile

I have to baby proof my house. Tamsine is mobile. Sigh!

She doesn't do a proper crawl yet, but she has the whole army crawl thing down, and boy is she fast. I was hoping that this would be one area in her life that she would just be a little lazy to develop. But, alas, she's pretty much on schedule, and my job as a mother has just gotten that much harder.

Its a good thing she's so stinking cute.

We've Been Up To

Life has been a little hectic over the last couple of weeks. My Mom, Tamsine and I are taking a quick trip home to Cape Town to visit with my ailing grandmother, and my passport expires two days into the trip. I had applied for my new passport, but that will only arrive some time in June/July, so I've had to apply for a temporary passport to make the trip. I also worked a couple of days on an outdoor snow shoot with a photographer that I've worked with before, nursed Tamsine back to her old happy self again, watched Mack clean and organise the garage (this was the hardest), and tried to keep the house clean etc, etc. And thats just a sampling of what we've been doing.

Here's a sampling of what Taz has been up to:

Snot and Projectile Vomit

We have been sick. All three of us. Not fun! Tamsine was especially hit hard with a very stuffy nose, chest congestion, diarrhea, and teething. She has kept us up for over a week now. We are all Zombies.

They said this parenting thing would be hard. They weren't kidding.

Passport Pleasure

I renewed my SA passport at the consul in LA. It took 45 min in and out. I'm still amazed. Anybody who has ever had to get a passport in SA will understand what a pleasure only 45 min really is. I walked in, the consul people were friendly, knowledgeable, helpful, and efficient. No lines and lines and lines of people, no rank body odor, no stale fish and chip smell, no blank stares when you ask a question, no being sent from person to person, from line to line to get your question answered, only to give up asking the question because it will never get answered and you actually want to go home some time that day. No being squished on a dirty bench between to Ha-uge native woman having a conversation at the top of their lungs. I could go on, but eventually my fingers will get tired. I'll leave it at this - LA you will always be my passport renewal haven.