the adlards

Sophie’s story’s not over, it’s just beginning. It’s a good story …

Grandpa and I took Jo and Sophie to see Swan Lake this afternoon.
They loved it. Sophie sat on the edge of her seat (or stood) enthralled. As each movement drew to an end, if it had been a good one she held her arms up high over her head for the last few bars and [...]

Yesterday was a lovely day. A cold and rainy inside-day, just right for playing with Lego, building puzzles and watching Peppa Pig. And watching Peppa Pig. And watching Peppa Pig.
Sophie’s a wonderful little girl and watching her enjoy her birthday was a joy.
Dialogue of the day:
“Dad, that’s a really big one”
“Jo, if I had a [...]

It’s that time again. Sophie’s on the bed across the room with a loom of wires glued to her scalp and her head bandaged like Chief Inspector Clouseau in a particularly poor disgweez …

Getting the contacts off by disolving the glue with nailpolish remover is JUST SILLY.

It’s unfortunate that they have to sedate to glue the contacts on. Something about solvents and hairdryer and forty minutes of effort.

We’re all looking forward to getting away for a while next week. Before then, though, Sophie has her first overnight EEG; I have my first overnight in a hospital Lazyboy. It’ll be a bit like business class before lie-flat beds, I definitely have the better deal.

Every little girl’s must-have accessory.

“Wow, girls, you’re watching Teletubbies!”
“Yes, but it’s not the real one, Dad, you can’t pause it.”
“That’s TV, darling, it works like that.”
“I know Daddy and it never ends!”
Isn’t visiting Granny & Grandpa amazing.