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Fraser & Isla 15 December 2013
Short days in mid December mean more time in. I’ve never watched a whole film with Isla before, so we watched Beauty & the Beast from the comfort of the couch. 
She used a cushion for help with the scary bits, I just concentrated on the Christmas tree and accepted that I can’t make ‘Beauty’ a beauty, which might be some consolation for the (actually quite handsome) Fraser.
CBeebies does Gender Bias 18 October 2013
Sketching the kids over the course of an October holiday. CBeebies is on and Fraser & Innes are mucking about and not paying much attention. 
Isla’s watching closely. She’s wondering where the women are. As far as I can see, over 80% of the TV shows have lead characters who are male. Why’s that?
So we put on the Jungle Book, which didn’t really help.
Uncles – 22 September 2013
Keith and Marc sleeping on the couch after Sunday lunch, as they tend to do.
Sandy spinning Fraser. David to follow.
Kid’s Stuff – August 2013
I got mixed up with a kids party for the first time in a while. 
40 years on, things have changed.
Innes watching a bit of TV.
F&I waiting to go swimming.
We all went to Nina and the Neurons at the festival in the BBC’s adaptable (pub/ children’s crèche) venue.
Some people: 13 July – 6 July
13 July. Innes sleeping and showing the characteristics of a small boy this particular Scottish summer: rosy cheeks despite the factor fifty; shorts and scraped knees; sandals.
9 July. Rawden Pettitt gave a presentation on the refined work of Stanton Williams.
6 July. Innes with a big bruise from climbing out of his cot and landing on his head. By the end of the next day he could say ‘Andy Murray’ and he didn’t have a cot any more.
In the garden at Eildon – 9 June 2013
A sunny afternoon in my parent’s garden with all my sisters, all their lovely kids, and their various appendages, as my mum would have it.
F, I & I watching the Italian Job.
Fraser & Grumpy and Calum’s Birthday. 4th & 5th May 2013
Fraser & Grumpy watching Toy Story, above, and the next day at Eildon Terrace for Calum’s 17th Birthday.
It’s not just the memory of what you were up to at 17 that’s frightening, it’s the memory of what you’d been up to for a few years already.
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