Gnashers

Oh, by the way, I have three teeth now. My upper one came through just over a week ago, and in the last couple of days the second lower one has broken through too. I'm desperate to make them wonky by gnawing every piece of furniture in sight.

Table manners

Have I told you I love prunes? Mum doesn't like giving them to me because I get them all over my face and hands when I squish them, then I scratch my head and I get sticky prune in my hair, then I decide it'd be fun to shove the prune further into my mouth using my foot, so I get sticky prune on my socks and between my toes, then I think I might as well gum the highchair so I get sticky prune around that too. Mum says it's an @^$* to get off.

Oh, I think I've got a small speck on my face. Must go 'cos Mum's chasing me with a baby wipe.

Happy Birthday Great-Great-Auntie Kitty

OK, I've got to think very hard to get this one right. So, Boobie is Dad's mummy, and Great Boobie is her mummy. Great Boobie's late brother Bernie was married to Kitty. So she's my Boobie's auntie, which makes her my Great-Great-Aunt. I think I need a lie down after figuring out that one.

Here I am giving Great-Great-Auntie Kitty a hug:

She turned 80 this week and we went to a really big birthday party for her this afternoon. I met lots of new people, which is something I'm a little wary of these days. So I used my very serious expression until things were a bit more comfortable. Then I let everyone admire me.

There was loads of food for everyone, and I even managed to eat most of the pot that Mum brought along with her, which she said was a really good achievement. I didn't take any champagne for the toast, but I did try to eat Mum's glass when it got near me.

Great-Great-Auntie Kitty had a birthday cake too.

I haven't learnt to count yet, but I think there might have been 80 candles on the cake. Actually, I haven't figured out the whole birthday thing yet either. I wonder if I get to have one sometime?

Great Boobie and Me

When I went round to Great Boobie's today she gave me an Iggle Piggle toy! I was impressed for ...ooh, maybe a minute, but then got on to the more important business of trying to reprogramme her telly by pressing random buttons on her remote control. But I love Great Boobie really. She's always offers me cake when I go round at weekends, and then is too deaf to hear Boobie say I'm not allowed it. I think she's selectively deaf like me.

Conquering the Known Universe

Hey! I "cruised" the length of the sofa and onto the coffee tables today! Since I've got crawling down pat now, and I can pretty much go anywhere (and do, very quickly), I've been setting my sights higher - literally. My main goal, however, is to get to those cables in the corner of the room, the one where the laptops are stacked onto a big extension plug set.