Twelve Weeks
Hey Zebedee, it's me, future babysitter, present-giver, and your mamma's friend since we were 11 years old.
So we're at twelve weeks, more or less the safety stage. People are going to know about you soon enough.
This isn't you, but more or less what you'd look like:
Apparently, you weigh about 14 grams and are approximately 3.54 inches in total length. But your Mamma and Daddy are both pretty tall, so maybe you're bigger.
So I guess you want to know what's been going on in the world... well, it was Mardi Gras yesterday. Big parades 'n stuff. Pancake day back in the UK. No pancakes for me though - I got home late from class and couldn't be bothered to cook. Today is the first of March, which means we're drawing ever nearer to spring [hurrah] but also to my having to leave NY [boo].
NY has been pretty cold lately - what am I talking about, it's been effing freezing [see, I'm even trying to cut down on the swearing for you], and I got really bad windburn from walking in Central Park over the weekend. We went to the zoo which was great. We saw them feeding the sealions and penguins. It was the walk up to the Guggenheim that killed me though - my friend had to return something. I've never been that cold or windblown.
The world is as crazy and messy as ever, and as a result I've been avoiding the news [ostrich-syndrome, I bury my head and hope it'll all go away...] so I'm not too sure what's going beyond what I see on the front pages... nothing good to report, I'm afraid.
So, avoiding the horrors of modern life [you're just too little, you don't need to know]: the Winter Olympics just finished, Pete Doherty was arrested again, Kate Moss's career seems to be picking up again after... er, some unwise choices shall we say, and I'm eating a banana yogurt for breakfast. Even though it's five to midday.
Welcome to the World version 2006.
So we're at twelve weeks, more or less the safety stage. People are going to know about you soon enough.
This isn't you, but more or less what you'd look like:
Apparently, you weigh about 14 grams and are approximately 3.54 inches in total length. But your Mamma and Daddy are both pretty tall, so maybe you're bigger.
So I guess you want to know what's been going on in the world... well, it was Mardi Gras yesterday. Big parades 'n stuff. Pancake day back in the UK. No pancakes for me though - I got home late from class and couldn't be bothered to cook. Today is the first of March, which means we're drawing ever nearer to spring [hurrah] but also to my having to leave NY [boo].
NY has been pretty cold lately - what am I talking about, it's been effing freezing [see, I'm even trying to cut down on the swearing for you], and I got really bad windburn from walking in Central Park over the weekend. We went to the zoo which was great. We saw them feeding the sealions and penguins. It was the walk up to the Guggenheim that killed me though - my friend had to return something. I've never been that cold or windblown.
The world is as crazy and messy as ever, and as a result I've been avoiding the news [ostrich-syndrome, I bury my head and hope it'll all go away...] so I'm not too sure what's going beyond what I see on the front pages... nothing good to report, I'm afraid.
So, avoiding the horrors of modern life [you're just too little, you don't need to know]: the Winter Olympics just finished, Pete Doherty was arrested again, Kate Moss's career seems to be picking up again after... er, some unwise choices shall we say, and I'm eating a banana yogurt for breakfast. Even though it's five to midday.
Welcome to the World version 2006.
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