OK, I'll confess to oven chips too! Potato wedges seem to go down better and jacket potatoes best of all. Fusilli pasta is extra yum. Porridge only if it has cow juice in, I do know babies shouldn't have too much cow juice but DS loves it.

Liebs took his first steps yesterday! While I was in the shower, DH was so excited to get a first. 3 unsupported steps between the coffee table and the dining chair, not yet repeated. He also feeds himself with a spoon, but won't load it up. I load it and put it in the bowl, he picks it up and puts it in his mouth then drops the spoon. So frustrating!

Great, new page, can't remember everything, where's that advanced button? There it is!

Tashie, my DH claims DS just wants me, although this weekend he has been a lot better. He now will pick up DS, show him something new (usually the TV...) or talk to him. He's not at the singing-and-stories stage yet LOL. DS is a Daddy's boy though so it does make it easier on DH.

Thinking of well-behaved babies, he may not sleep but we took him to our rememberance day service yesterday (like ANZAC day, only ours is on 11th of November) and he kept the two minute silence (biscuits) and stayed quiet for the readings, list of the dead and the sermon. OK, I got him to sleep during the lists of the dead. He woke up for the national anthem - I was pleased about that because I needed to stand for that. There was only one other under-30 (and in total 11 under retirement age, including the clergy and choir) so a bit disappointing show from the youngsters really, but DS did get a lot of praise as we left.

Jayne, DS perks up with food too. Although not to that extent, but just to reassure (I'd go to the doctor too). Just remember their little bodies don't have the energy stores ours do.

Cate, I hope things pick up with you and Terry, but if not then at least you're thinking of what you want and how to get it.

As for my depression, I've had it since early childhood. DH is annoyed it isn't a quick-fix and I won't take drugs and my mother ignored me every time I told her I was depressed when I lived with her as I "don't know what depression is". Surely if your child is unhappy enough to claim to be depressed you try to sort out why and get them to see someone, even a GP? Anyway, that's an issue for another day!

Oooh, looks like DS is about to poo, I'll have to go. Drat that I can't chat forever any more!