Okay, so it turns out that fifteen hours in a gym with a ten-month-old is a looooong day. Particularly when said ten-month-old decided the day should really start at 3am. Even so, it was a good day: Ben placed in the top eight, we caught up with lots of people and finished the day with some exceptional pizzas - Little Caesar's catered at the venue in the evening (warning: the website plays loud music).
One of the great things about having a baby is that people come up to you specifically to say how lovely he is - it's particularly sweet when it's the big, tough atheletes going googly over his eyes. And then there was the older lady who patted me on the back for breastfeeding: "Good on ya, love." People are awesome.
Babies and slightly older children are also attracted to each other, and the interactions are fun to watch. Sebastian waddled after the older children, who tolerated and/or encouraged his special brand of cuddling (headbutting and face-biting) amiably.
Everything went well on the tutorial front on Friday, given the inevitable delays in everyone getting their hands on the reader, Lectopia recording issues and so on. At the end of the class the students wrote some new fairy tales, and they were quite good. I have nefarious plans for the stories later on in the semester. Vague nefarious plans, but that's how they all start, right?