Braais and Babies

Sunday we had Phil (with Jessica and Charley), Megan, Toby, Meris and Michelle over for a braai. Having 5 woman, 1 baby and 1 two year-old, results in one thing and one thing only: baby talk. Toby and I quickly realised our mistake, we were quickly facing a growing wave of oestregen which threatened to sweep us away. We retreated to the only place truly safe from oestregen, the braai. There we tried to shore up our testosterone levels by talking about the Stormers game.

Bad mistake! There's not a lot of difference between babies and the Stormers. The Stormers still have not mastered the art of catching and throwing the ball. They need constant reassurance and guidance, particularly guidance towards the try line. Their ability to concentrate for any period of time is also very limited, with the maximum being about 78 minutes. And lastly, their communication skills are lacking and like most kids, they just don't listen, no matter how many times the referee shouts and screams.

At least with a baby, you know they are going to improve, with the Stormers, well maybe they need to go a to a school for 'special' children.

So we bravely abandoned the braai and joined the ladies at the table. We christened our new table with the first meal, and what a pleasure to be able to have everyone sit down to a meal around a table. I can see we are going to get a lot of use out of it.