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As soon as man does not take his existence for granted, but beholds it as something unfathomably mysterious, thought begins.

Wouldn't you like to just give those lips a great big kiss?

An expert is a man who has made all the mistakes which can be made, in a narrow field.

No, there's been no air raid warning and as far as I know North Korea are not attacking. In fact, Ezra has chosen to sleep under his bed because of an all-too infrequent Hobart heat wave a couple of weeks back...

“Maturity,” Bokonon tells us, “is a bitter disappointment for which no remedy exists, unless laughter can be said to remedy anything.”

One of the luxuries of never having to drive is the advantage of having a nap without killing everybody .

Now, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to stay in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast!

Here is Australia's littlest hobo having a nap. Isn't he adorable? Even moreso given that he isn't a) whining; b) covered in snot and drool; c) screeching; d) pulling my hair; or e) poking me in the eye.

Oh, how empty is praise when it reflects back to its origin!

This is the bit where I tell you that Ez is so cute because he looks like me. He's asleep here, and fingers crossed that the same will be true by the time this post hits the 'net!

Most people are walking in their sleep; turn them around, start them in the opposite direction, and they wouldn’t even know the difference.

This is one of those "sleeping baby" things that you've probably heard about. Take a good look, it doesn't last very long right at the moment... And yes, Jen knitted that cardigan. If I'm not mistaken, it is a mix of cotton and (would you believe it) bamboo.

There will be sleeping enough in the grave

It is an exquisite form of torture, sharing a room with a teething baby. There is something almost to be admired in the proficiency in timing one’s waking to maximise the disruption to his the sleep of both parents. Seriously, wait for them to get in bed, maybe let them browse the Internet a little on matching laptops, let them just nestle into sleep then WHAM! ! ” WAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! ” See for me, an intense wail ensures that I won’t back to sleep for a minimum of 45 minutes, but more usually between 45 minutes and 90 minutes. Ez has been waking every two hours. You might be able to see the frustration here. Thus, for every two hour cycle of baby sleep, I generally get somewhere between half hour to an hour. And he doesn’t really go back to sleep after 5 am. And Henry wakes between 6 and 6:30. And I leave for work at 7:20. It is a good thing that he has a nice smile. Oh, the above photo was taken yesterday morning just off Sullivan's Cove. For some reason...