Trish and Nanny came over for tea last Wednesday and I got to show off my pizza eating skills. Nanny and I ended up taking penalties at Dad in goal with the beach ball out in the garden. Pretty surreal stuff. Nanny is back on the ball after she was apparently found to be deficient! Dad reckoned she'd been deficient for years....
Mum went to work on Saturday so Dad and I went to see her at lunch time and we dropped in to see auntie Chris in her new shop. She attached several hundred balloons to my puschair for some free publicity. Thank goodness they weren't allowed helium ones, i'd have floated off. We dropped in to see Nanny in the afternoon as she's on holiday this week. We watched show jumping on the telly so that was pretty good, don't know how yuo gamble on it though? Saturday night i'd been invited to one of mums work friends 18th birthday party, the cakes were nice and I drank loads of mums ginger beer.
Sunday, was an early start...we went to Croyde for a surf trip with uncle Alan, auntie Hanna and Andy.
The internet had apparently promised big things but upon arrival they seemed a bit disappointed. Never mind, the sun was out and the wetsuit was on. I got to wander over miles of wet sand in an erratic fashion, join in on a group surf lesson and get in for a paddle. We then had a picnic in the dunes before heading off for home.
Mum was off work monday so when I finally got out of bed we went to Toys R Us. They were more excited about it than I was I think. Anyway, I got a smart new toy:
I'm getting the hang of the bouncing quite nicely already, I bet Nanny will have kittens when she see's me on it!
Yesterday dad took me out on another one of his lovely walks in the country (yeah, looking for bike tracks again!). We wandered through some pretty dense undergrowth and he got scratched and stung like mad which serves him right for wearing shorts the fool. Anyway, I escaped unscathed, even though I rode down the track in my pushchair....
Last night while mum and dad were washing up, I decided to get the potatoes out of the cupboard and take them two at a time and place them on the sofa. Once all the spuds were liberated from their dark prison, I picked a couple of favourites to snuggle up to while we watched some TV! Mum and Dad thought I was really funny but I was just spreading some love to the vegetable kingdom.
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