I am afraid my early cartoons were a bit basic, but hey, four year olds aren't that picky! Sam was so excited to see himself doing stuff on a cartoon that he wanted more. He even started giving me suggestions for pictures or events to put in.
He was a bit of a handful because he had worked out that I couldn't run after him so his answer to everything was "no" and running off laughing. Getting him dressed was a bit of an issue which he found funny to see. It was also a kind of picture diary for me and made me feel more patient about the whole thing. This was the beginning of a long run of cartoons.
With hindsight, quoting Reginald Perrin (Google it) every morning was probably not a good idea, but it was a joke which we didn't realise might be taken seriously by kids. Sam now 26 still thinks in his heart of hearts that his dad hated work!
It may be that the next few pictures are so that Sam knew I didn't disappear when I wasn't in his company, or so that Jim got some idea that I wasn't "resting" all day. That was probably just my guilt trip because I don't think he ever said "what have you been doing all day?" I just felt he might!
Sam's room was a very bright pink, because the wallpaper had come from a shop that was closing down and was really cheap. We compromised by putting a Thomas the Tank Engine frieze along the top of the wardrobe.
Even at 7 months, this was a very big baby. I was convinced he was going to be a footballer the amount of twizzlings and lunges I had from him!
That was our euphemistically named "cottage suite" sofa from Owen Owen. It cost the princely sum of £125. It was supposed to seat two, but they would have had to be quite slender. The cushions were a bit thin and biscuity as well. They slid off if you sat down carelessly or wriggled to get comfortable.
The banana position for pregnant people. Head up, legs up. Lovely.