So much stuff

I think we've got enough baby clothes to last us at least until six months, if not a year or more. We spent today visiting a couple with an 18-month-old. They were getting rid of a bunch of her old clothes.

We came out of there with about 20 kilos of clothes, mostly succeeding in avoiding things pink. The wife thinks pink is vastly overused in girl clothes and is trying to get tasteful things in other colours. Not very easy. For the record, I agree with her, but I'm red/green colourblind, so I hardly notice pink at all, and generally see it as grey or white. The wife is jealous of me.

I managed to teach their child how to shake hands. Well – more appropriately, she learned how to shake hands, because she did all the effort. When we left, I said goodbye and shook her little hand. She then turned to the wife and thrust out her hand for the wife to shake, which she dutifully did. All quite cute, but made moreso by the mother telling me she'd never done that before. Another point for me for teaching a child to do things with their hands.

So we're not set, but were also not screwed if the baby comes early. There's still a lot we don't have – nappies coming foremost to mind. Bottles, dummies, nappy pails, a steriliser... I'm sure there's loads I can add to the list. I should actually make a list. But first I think I'll pack a bag of a couple of days of infant-sized clothes and things to take to hospital with us.

Actually, first I should move all our furniture around so we can redo all the floors in the bedrooms. Then I should pack to go to Berlin.