Sorry i'm late again!

A little late this week due to dad’s man-flu. Mum had it first and had Friday and Saturday off work, so at least she didn’t have to do her Saturday. She was a rather pathetic state so it was up to dad to try and keep me busy the poor man, I do think it’s becoming a two person job. Needless to say we didn’t do much over the weekend. Dad and I did venture out for a walk on Saturday afternoon. He must have been feeling brave as we didn’t even take the pushchair. I walked a really long way right round the estate. A jogger ran past us so I decided to inject a little pace into our ambling as I reckon Dad could do with shedding a few pies. I tried to keep up with the jogger but he was long gone and no matter how hard I worked my little legs Dad didn’t even have to try any harder than a moderate stroll to keep up. When we got home I decided I wanted to take off all of my clothes an item at a time. By the time I was in my birthday suit and running up and down the lounge mum was in fits of laughter so I think I cheered her up. Sorry, no pictures of this on the Blog I’m afraid. I don’t want you blackmailing me with shady copies of it in 20 years time thank you.
Here’s what we did Sunday:

Sleeping! Mum was still poorly and dad had been to the pub on Saturday night, he thought he had a mild hangover but it was to be the onset of the dreaded man-flu.
Mum was off Monday so we gave dad a surprise by going to meet him on his walk home from work, he looked really surprised to see us both as once again I shunned the pushchair and let my own feet do the walking.
Walking seems to be a bit of a theme this week, here’s some more foot related news:

I’ve got my first pair of boots. They have Thomas on them and I’m really happy with them. I keep getting them put on for me and then I stomp around the front room staring down at my feet. I’ve also tried to wedge them onto Uncle Alan’s feet, Daddies feet and Mummies feet but they won’t fit any of the great oafs so I guess I’ll keep them all to myself, ha ha ha!

A proper update, with pictures!

Okay then, by way of an apology for last week, this weeks a pictures special. So apologies to all those suckers out there on dial-up connections and get with the program, It’s 2006 for goodness sake!
I’ve got quite a reputation around Tesco’s now due to our regular Wednesday afternoon visit. I’ve got a substantial fan-club of silver haired checkout ladies!
Friday night Auntie Chris came to look after me all on her own, no Nanny to be seen. Having said that, Laura did show up a bit later on so it was a good job I’d saved a right old nappy full for her to enjoy.
Had a bit of a lazy one on Saturday as I was a bit under the weather with a snotty nose etc. We watched the Olympics on telly, what a weird load of activities they are. In the evening Nick, Carol and Andy came round for a low key game of cards. I got everyone’s name right except Carol’s, sorry Carol I’ll make sure I practice for next time.
In line with the way Mum and Dad seem to operate, on Sunday, because it was raining they decided we’d go out.

We went to Didcot Railway centre and rode on a steam train. It was proper smart, I didn’t think these things were even real, just something in my Thomas books. They were massive and noisy, hissing and puffing all over the place.

It was a pretty short ride but long enough for me. After we got off we had a wander around the engine sheds, with Mum’s background she’d seen it all before but Dad seemed to quite like it. After that we rushed back to Auntie Chris’ for Sunday dinner, at tea time. I decided not to eat any of her lovely roast dinner because i’m an attention seeking little monkey and a born show off. Sorry Chris don’t take it personally, I’m sure your dinner was lovely. Again I couldn’t quite get the name thing down, sorry Ian….Just for a change I thought I wouldn’t actually have a massive turnout in Laura’s presence, I’m sure she was relieved, I’ll double up next time! I also fell of one of the dining room chairs whilst supposedly under Chris’s supervision. I understand she’s taken a lot of stick over the matter, but I can assure you I’m quite okay now thanks.
Tuesday was a bleak day at nursery. All of my little gang of friends went up to the next room for a visiting day in preparation for them going up next month (they’re all older than me). I came home in a proper mood, I had to spend all morning with the young ‘uns and I’m far too sophisticated for their brand of enjoyment.
We had a surprise visit from Aunty Trish this afternoon, all the way from the bright lights of Amazingstoke. She certainly cheered me up, she had a soft furry handbag that was just like the cat, re-assuringly there were chocolate buttons inside it.
On nursery matters, here’s some of my art work for you all to marvel over:


Not bad, apparently they pay Dad to put out pictures of this sort of quality, fools. I’d do it for a bag of Buttons and unlimited C Beebies.
Here’s a shot of me having my bedtime story with mum:

It’s the Gruffalo. I always get her to start the story, get about three quarters of the way in and then flick over the last few pages and wander off. It’s driving her mad that she can’t finish it of….ha ha ha ha!

No pictures please!

Well here’s a first, an update with no pictures! I don’t know why, Dad must have forgotten to take the camera anywhere at all, so sorry about that.
Thursday afternoon Dad and I went to Fantasyland. I had a new found air of confidence and made my way for the biggest block in the soft area, climbed on it and then flopped onto the ground in a very graceful fashion. I made my way over to the slide into the ball pool but this was old hat and soon headed for more excitement. I made my way into the upstairs section and soon got to grips with that. There was a bendy tube slide back down to the floor and I thought it was high time I gave it a go. I clambered into the black hole and shot of downwards. All dad could hear was me laughing all the way down. It took him a while to get down to ground level as he was too scared of using the slide in case I was still in it! My special move however was the belly flop into the ball pool. For this I arranged myself on the edge of the pool, outstretched my arms and composed myself before falling forwards into the abyss. I made Dad wince a few times but I loved it, even though I did scrape my chin a bit on one of the edges. I heard some of the other parents down there describe me as ‘a robust little boy’ and asked if I ever cried after seeing me take a tumble and get up as if it was nothing. After that we went to see Nanny for some refreshment and then after tea we went to see Great Grandma and played indoor football in 80 degree heat. Toasty!
Next up the weekend! Saturday morning Alan asked me if I was going to have a bath getting me all excited and then snaked me and went in the shower first! I showed him by getting in the shower with him! By the time dad got home from his bike ride, Uncle Alan had gone and I was in the bath for real. Mum had decided she would stay drier if she actually got in there with me. We went to town in the afternoon to look for some more glasses for mum (did I mention that I broke her existing pair? Ooops). It was really boring and she couldn’t even decide which ones to get in the end. Never mind.
Alan has gone now, so I’ve got my bedroom back but I’ve got no one to wake up in the morning.
Grandad, Anne and Alan came round for tea and then Mum and Dad went out. I played Lego with Grandad for the evening.
Sunday we went to look at cars at a supermarket in Slough of all places. They only take me to the best places. This place was weird, hundreds and hundreds of boring silver or black cars, no red ones to be seen!
Monday afternoon Dad did something I don’t think I’ve ever seen him do before…Gardening! I got given a trowel and dug up nearly all the gravel from the front garden, spreading it across the pavement and the road. It took Dad ages to sweep it all back….
This afternoon we went for a stroll to see the diggers on the building site and the horses in the field, not bad I suppose for the old cheapskate.
In general news, we’ve moved rooms at nursery but it’s only next door. I’m still with my friend the beloved Jude so that’s okay.
My new favourite word is NO! I use it all the time, even when somebody offers me cake, but I don’t mean it most of the time, I just find it really funny. Speaking of cake, I’ve now realised that the letters C – A – K – E spell out CAKE! So that’s spoilt their little code over the dinner table.
Anyway, I’ll endeavour to get my paparazzi to take some snaps for next week…

Nothing to see here, move along....

Hello all, sorry i'm a bit late this week. We decided to honour Nanny with our prescence last Thursday afternoon after dad had difficulty getting hold of her due to her busy social calendar. I made her run up and down the lounge pulling an elephant on a string for ages, while I had a Thomas the tank engine. Dad tried to take over from her but he just didn't cut it, she was proper tired out when we were done. Dad panicked her half to death taking her digi-box to the extreme's of it's ability by going way past the five ordinary channels to find C-Beebies.
The weekend was kind of weird, Uncle Alan is now in my room and i'm in the office with all the audio visual equipment! We've had him playing ring a ring a roses and eveything....
Mum worked Sunday so we had a lazy morning before going up the woods for a walk. The sun was out and it wasn't too cold. We saw the horses pretty close up, they were drinking from their trough thing and were making all sorts of slurping noises i've been trying to replicate. Dad pushed me over all the bits he usually rides his bike over so it was a bit on the bumpy side, we even caught some air at one point! The pond was frozen over and we had great fun throwing stones onto the ice, it made a really funny noise.
We went to see mum for lunch on Tuesday so that was smart. I got to eat some nice cakes in Starbucks and relax on their comfy sofa, very civilised. We also popped in to see Aunty Chris at work. I got my balloon and gave her a kiss without her even having to ask. I know how to keep the laydeez happy.
Thats about it for this week I, maybe i'll have some more exciting adventures this coming week. Here's a couple of pictures for you:

Here's a dinner time shot, there hasn't been one for a while.

Here's one of my favourite indoor activities. It involves holding mum's hand over by the patio doors and then charging across the lounge, shouting like a looney and then flopping on the sofa. It's great fun!