Showing posts with label child. Show all posts
Showing posts with label child. Show all posts

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Flashback : Baby & Tyrants

Flashback time!

When the little human tyrant was younger, I didn't blog regularly. Which is a shame, because there were so many things better remembered if written down. The whole point of blogging about the tyrants is to capture memories for later years. But no worries, it's not too late!

There are numerous photos of the human tyrant rolling about with the furry ones now, but when he was a little baby we kept them separate as much as possible. The tyrants, no matter how well behaved, are still dogs with big teeth and claws, and the baby is still a helpless little human.

We had a tyrant-free playroom for the baby to learn to crawl and roll around in safety. In the living room the baby was always in his playpen, playing in his safety zone while the tyrants lazed about on the floor.

When we felt the baby was ready (and the tyrants too! they too needed time to adjust to the little human) we gradually let them be together in the same area. These pictures are from the first time we let them 'chill' together on the floor in the living room. The human is about 7 months old at this time, just learning to crawl.




Togo is scared of the toddler!

Thursday, February 16, 2012

McDonalds Fries

The tyrants love love loooove McDonalds fries.


Every time we bring home McDonalds the tyrants surround us, and wait patiently for us to finish our burgers and 'donate' them our fries. We often donate almost all our fries to the tyrants and their cute 'feed-us' faces. Sometimes we even buy back extra fries just for them.

To the tyrants horror, the little human tyrant has also taken a liking to McDonalds fries! In fact the human tyrant will eat nothing but the fries. The first time he sat down and ate the fries, we could see the furry tyrants circling him and shooting us desperate looks. 'He's eating our fries, he's eating our fries!!'.

Luckily the little human tyrant is not as greedy as the furry tyrants. Having seen us feed them fries on countless times before, he shared the fries with them.






Now we have to buy extra extra fries when we have McDonalds.
Tales of the furry, scrunchie-eating, lovable tyrant.