I have not been able to go to daycare the last couple of days as I have been sick with a rotten cold. All I felt like was lots of cuddles.....the best ones were from Aunty Sam. Don't I look comfortable.
Wednesday, 25 June 2008
Isabella is getting so big now!
Wiggle time with Paul!
Tiger and me....
On Sunday night we went to Paul and Paul's house for a roast dinner. This is Paul's dog Tiger and I think that he loves me just as much as I love him! We were great mates.....that may have something to do with the fact that I kept feeding him. Lucky he is not a vicious dog cos at times I had my whole fist in his mouth!
Living on the edge!
Sunday, 15 June 2008
The new fad!
My new fad is wearing my the back pack that Nana Julie bought me around eveywhere I go. From the moment that I get out of bed to the moment I go back to bed I insist on wearing it. Mum and Dad think that it is very funny. I even where it when I am drinking my milk!
Gary Ablett Jnr!
My dad forced mum and I to go to the local bottle shop to see Gary Ablett Junior. Apparently he owns a brewery or something (well, maybe just the label of a beer) and he was there promoting it. My dad was like a nervous nellie while waiting to get Ablett's signature. It was really funny.....
After lots of stomach churning my dad plucked up the courage to get his photo taken with his hero! Even mum thought he was pretty cute! (now that is saying something considering that he is a Geelong player)
He even had a hold of me! (I made sure I wore my Hawks beanie just to show him that I could not be persuaded into changing teams!)
Beautiful Bella, Hurricane Hamish & Cyclone Charlotte!
Hamish and Isabella came to visit me for lunch the other day. You should have seen the house when they left. It looked like a bomb has just hit it....
Beautiful Bella....too innocent to misbehave!
Me and Hamish playing nicely together.... actually, I was pushing him about. Just getting him back for all the times that he knocked me to the ground. Now I can defend myself!
Destroying the bookcase!
Chatterbox!
My dad finally bought me my own mobile phone. He got sick of me always using his along with pretending the remote controls were phones as well as everything else that remotely looked like I could talk into it. Now I have conversations all the time.....
My dad is a scaredy cat!
These two furry creatures (there was actually three) were hovering at our front door across the power cord just starring at my dad who was trying to leave the house! He was too chicken to walk under them that he left through the back door!
Out of the Ordinary
Why sleep under the covers like any other normal baby when I can sleep sideways with my head jammed up against the cot bars. Lucky for my cozy sleeping bag!
Sunday, 1 June 2008
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