Harry's Blog

Ever since the twins were born I've been waiting impatiently for the them to learn to walk. Both have been cruising for ages and also taking a few steps unaided.

But actually making the switch to walking in preference over crawling has taken ages.

We thought our daughter might walk properly first, she's been stepping between handholds for ages now and always seemed to enjoy these brief solo flights, even if she was the more wobbly twin.

Meanwhile our son, who has been able to walk for ages now, has shown little interest in doing it very much.

"Yeah I can do that," his expression would often say. "But I really can't be bothered."

But yesterday saw that all change. He stood up and walked and has hardly crawled since. He's gone walking bonkers all in one day. The cocky so-and-so has even been carrying stuff around and putting sticklebricks together on the move as if to say "I told you this walking lark is easy."

We're absolutely delighted.

Today marks a watershed in my life as a parent. For the first time I've taken a pair of scissors to our son's hair. His beautiful curly locks are no more. And while I've done a decent job of his first haircut (if you don't look at the back of his head) it's quite a sad day.

My good lady wife is already sad that our little munchkin's curls have gone and she's not even seen my efforts yet - the twins are having their afternoon nap.