I had a special treat this week, uncle Alan came to look after me while mum and dad went to see a band. Mind you, 10 minutes after they left, I had a quick play with the cat flap and fell asleep in the hallway! So I wasn't much company really. Sorry Alan, i'll try harder next time!
Been back off holiday a week and then it was back off to Cornwall on friday night for the weekend.
I had a great time and plenty of fresh air in my lungs. I think I took my first unaided step as well in the caravan but haven't repeated it again yet.
Here's me with Mum and Andy, I expect the dialogue is going something along the lines of:
Andy: 'I reckon it'll get better at high tide'
Mum: 'Can we go to the cafe now?'
I got to see John and Sarah again before getting dragged off to Polzeath for the umptenth time for mum's pilgrimage.
I mentioned before that I had a rubbishy old carrier bag for nursery with the promise of something a bit more special on the way, and here it is:
Mum did a cracking job on the sewing machine and with dad's artistic input the reults are pretty good, which was something of a surprise.
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