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!

Water water everywhere!

Hello again, plenty to tell you all this week.
Mum worked on Saturday but instead of the usual meeting her for lunch, I went to Bournemouth with Dad and Andy. Andy had been told by the internet that there were going to be good waves! I'm not sure, but I don't think you can believe evrything you read on the internet:

Anyway, Dad and I took up our vantage point on the pier to watch the action and enjoy the sunshine:

I kept pointing at him and shouting 'Andy' as he caught a few waves, it made a change from being miles away on the beach. After he finally saw sense and got out we went to the cafe, I tried to warm him up by feeding him some chips. We then went for play in the sand:

Andy's got a tight grip on my reigns as I really fancied a dip in the sea. The sun was shining so it couldn't have been much colder than last time I was in at the end of last summer could it? I also got the hang of throwing stones into the water, although I did have to get pretty close to the waters edge to get them to splash down.
Dad came back from his bike ride on Sunday morning with a face like a slapped bum, muttering about too much riding uphills or something. Mum and I did our best to cheer him up. In the afternoon we went for a walk by the river in Henley:

We went on this really long, bumpy bridge over some gushing water, it was really good. I liked looking at the all the boats and had a quick go in the playground but it was starting to get dark and a bit cold so I wasn't at all upset when we went back to the car. Shortly after we got home, Sue and Charlote came round so mum and dad went out. I had a great evening of running about and falling over on purpose and climbing all over Sue before cuddling up on the sofa with Charlotte to watch Heartbeat.
Mum had a day off on Monday so I made sure I got her up nice and early. In the afternoon they decided to bite the bullet and take me swimming again. We gave the cold, hostile waters of Northcroft a miss in favour of the Coral Reef in Bracknell. Now this was much more like it, it was much warmer and there were no steps down into the pool so I could go into the water at my own pace.....which turned out to be fast! Another factor was the super slippery slide! I loved this, splashing down into the water again and again and again. I even decided to go down it head first, there was a sign on the side of it banning this, but I can't read yet so it doesn't apply to me! I had a splashing fight with another couple of little ones (which I won easily) and put myself right on top of a water jet. Mum said I had the loudest shriek in the entire pool, uncle Alan would be proud of my decibel level. I was a lot more confident by the end of it and didn't even mind going under water that much.
I'm learning new words pretty quickly now. This week i've learned Kiwi (as in the fruit) and my new favourite is the word 'cold' which i'm having to use quite frequently this time of year.

Let's play darts!

Hello all! Back with a regular update again after the Christmas slackness. What have I to tell you this week? Hmmm, Wednesday dad took me out on the bike alone for the first time without Mum to supervise. I had no idea where we were going but I did quite enjoy the ride. We ended up at the racecourse, and although we didn't actually go into the races we sat right next to the yard and watched the horses coming and going, it was a great afternoons free entertainment in the sunshine. Thursday we went to see Nanny in the afternoon and I even let dad have a few of my chocolate buttons. Friday afternoon uncle Slim came round. We read a book or two, ate a couple of chocolate biscuits and then I sat on his lap for a while to watch the darts. I like the darts, i've got the hand action down and everything. Saturday we went shoe shopping for mum, the ones she got were black and didn't even have lights in them, booooring! Saturday evening Nanny and Aunty Chris came round so I knew Mum and dad were off out. Apparently it was mum's work do, how seasonal! I had another top night in with the 'Tag team' Sunday we had the pleasure of Uncle Alan's company as Hanna has gone to America! He stayed for lunch then we all went over to Grandad's to fix his computer. Well Alan did, dad tried to lok like he knew what was going on and I zoomed lorries accross the super smooth wooden floor. Once we got home the poker gang turned up, it was nice to see them all as it's been a while. I gave them a special treat by filling my nappy and crawling around under the chairs and table to spread the rich aroma.... Monday was a bit of a let down as there was no darts on the telly. However Dad came to the rescue with this:

Mum, dad and I had a cracking game! My enthusiasm for the noble art more than makes up for my current lack of skills and I expect to be a finalist at the Lakeside by the time I start school. Dad took me out on the bike again today. I got pretty excited and started making my loudest clip-clop horse noise but we weren't going the right way for the races. I was pretty upset about it but soon cheered up when we got to the playround in Victoria Park! I think that's it for the time being, see you all soon!

Back to normal

Hello one and all.
Not much to tell you about this week really. Dad's had man flu and has been proper poorly for the last week so i've been pretty nice to him and given him an easy ride while he's been on the sofa wrapped in duvet. We've watched some films (Magnificent men in their flying machines was probably the best) and generally lounged about. He has finally gone back to work now though, about time too!
I've been back to nursery for a while now and am really enjoying it, especially playing with Jude and Ted.
Hey, check out my new shoes:

We got them from Amazingstoke on Friday afternoon and they have flashing lights in the heel bit. We went to find Mum something to wear for her work do which is this coming weekend. She didn't find anything she liked but I bagged a nice new shirt as well as the footwear. I have been checking my reflection out in the patio doors after dark to see them flash. Classy.
Mum worked on Saturday so we did the usual out for lunch bit. I can heartily recommend the chocolate chip cookies from Scoffers. The highlight of Sunday was a trip to Sainsbury's, thrilling stuff eh?
I've been going to bed in pyjamas for a while now rather than my old baby style sleepsuits. I've got one pair featuring Bob the Builder and another sporting Postman Pat. These have transformed bedtime into a time of high excitement as I shriek out the name the character emblazoned on my night-time attire.
I helped Dad tidy my room today and pack away a load of toys to make way for all my new Christmas stuff, I don't think I was much help really.
Here's hoping for a more active weekend so i've got a bit more to tell you next week....

The Christmas Update

Sorry i'm late, the update got caught up in the Christmas post or something......
Anyway, here's whats been keeping me busy over the festive period.

Emma and Max came over for the afternoon a couple of days before Christmas. We were quite well behaved to begin with although in the end the afternoon descended into and all out cushion fight accross the front room....proper funny, but as you can see above it took it out of us a bit.
dad and I had to get more shopping, god knows what else he was buying, I lost interest back in November.
Christmas eve was a pretty low key affair. We did yet more shopping (I know, I can't believe it either) and then went home. I threw a big old tantrum and bit mum on the upper leg/bottom. I went to bed pretty smartish after that.....sorry Mum. Trish, Al, Matthew and Carrie-Anne popped over to see us later in the afternoon all the way from Amazingstoke. Dad was boiling a piece of pig in a drink known as Cherry Coke and made the house smell terrible, it was an awful stench and I thought about filling my nappy in a bid to mask the foul swine and fruit aroma. I can only apologise to my visitors. Trish was bestowed a Christmas treat when I gave her a slobbery kiss goodbye too!
Then the big one, Christmas day. During the night someone had attached what could only be described as a large sock to my cot. Upon closer inspection it appeared to contain items within. These were in turn wrapped in ornate and colourful paper. I believe these things are what is commonly know as PRESENTS!

Here I am going through a few. This was pretty good but when I got downstairs there were even more of them, some of them were bigger than me! Mum and Dad had a few each too, but they were all rubbish and really boring.
Alan, Hanna and Grandma then showed up, and guess what? They had more presents! I could get used to this.....

Alan read the tags and then I delivered them to their recipient, offering my services as an expert paper tearer should my services be required. As per Mum and Dad's earlier, Alan's, Hanna's and Grandma's presents were dull, mine were the best!
Slim and Trace then popped in, with...you guessed it...presents! I even managed a quick game of ball in the garden with them which was nice.
Dad sort of sloped off at this point into the kitchen.....

Which was okay, he looked a bit silly in his country squire style shirt, the misguided fool.
just when I thought I couldn't possibly see any more people I knew, Chris, Ian, Owen and Nanny turned up, wahey!

Here I am chillin' with my favourite laydeeez. Laura and James also popped by soon after which was a nice surprise too. Blimey, what a day and it wasn't even dinner time yet!
Next off, two tables were set up and we all sat down for dinner (Me, Mum, Dad, Chris, Ian, Owen, Nanny, Alan, Hanna and Grandma). I wasn't bothered with what appeared to be a relatively standard roast dinner, I knew a spectacular pudding was a safe bet if they had gone to this much effort for a meal. I was rewarded with chocolate Yule log! Winner. I knew I was onto something with my tactics. I had a great time holding court with all my loyal subjects during the meal, thanks everyone.
Owen help me set up my art table:

...and then we had a crayon face off! Chris and Ian then sloped off, only to be replaced by Grandad and Anne. I should have set up a cloakroom or installed a turnstile, i'd have been minted. Grandad and Anne had even more presents! We then had some supper and everybody started to slope off until there was just me, Mum, Dad and Owen. They played the Bullseye game and scoffed chocolates (dad has milked his win, sorry I mean 'crushing defeat' ever since) before I finally turned in for the night at just after half past ten PM. A very heroic effort I think with not a tantrum or power nap all day. I think this shot kind of sums up my Christmas:

On Boxing day we had a bit of a lie in and I got to play with my new toys a bit more properly than yesterday which was good. We went around Chris' in the afternoon, and saw everyone again! We had horse racing on the telly so I was well pleased even if we didn't win any money on the various sweeps.
Things now get a bit blurry, mum went to work for a few days so Dad and I just slouched about and played with our new stuff.
On the Thursday mum was off work so I decided to be a right little grisly monster. i think i'd earned an off day to be honest. I was not a popular boy. In the evening we went to Grandad and Anne's new house near Swindon

Here we are mixing up some flavours on my music thingy. Their wood floor was brilliant for zooming lorries accross as well....I was a right git there at tea time as well. Sorry everyone.
Faced with another day indoors with a wailing banshee Mum decided we were going out, no matter what. They decided we would go to the Cotswold wildlife park. Hmmmm, it was tipping it down. There was hardly anyone else there which wasn't really a surprise. We went to the Cafe for lunch and I knew it must have been the season of goodwill when Dad let me share his fishcake, chips and beans dinner (he's so classy), either that or he was just stuffed so full of Turkey sandwiches and Lindor chocs he'd nicked off Mum that he couldn't finish it himself and didn't want to loose face.
Anyway, the animals! There were some small Monkeys whose enclosure adjoined the cafe and they were great fun to watch. We also saw some truly massive snakes and lizards which I wasn't too sure of and some fancy looking frogs which were okay. We also saw loads of bats flying around in their own special dark room, they were really entertaining. The Gibbons were also a bit of a favourite of mine although I didn't like them springing up into the window right in front of me.

Now these fella's were a pretty smart looking bunch, although they did smell a bit wiffy. Did I mention it was wet at all? We didn't get to the outdoor enclosures, but I expect the lions and all the other more glamorous creatures would have cleared off indoors anyway.

I could probably have passed myself as a pretty good drowned rat exhibit by the time we decided we'd had enough. It was a good day out though.
New years eve I got to try out my bike seat on the back of dad's bike. I really enjoyed it and laughed all the way to the swings. I laughed even more on the way back because it was uphill nearly all the way. You all know how he loves to ride uphill!
In the evening we went to Rach and Ben's with Andy and Owen. I went round clinking my beaker against everyones drink and shouting 'Cheers' Dad taught me this one weeks ago but I had been saving it for a special occasion, it seemed right to unleash it tonight. We stayed over and enjoyed a lovely civilised croissant breakfast, sorry I got you up so earlt Rach and Ben, I hope you went back to bed....
Mum went back to work on Monday, because she hasn't even got a proper job (Dad told me to say that, he doesn't complain when he's spending her money though). Chris and Ian came round in the afternoon so it was nice to see them. In the evening, Alan and Hanna came round to look after me as Mum and Dad were going to the cinema. About an hour later they were home again because the film was full. I bet dad was pleased. I didn't mind though as I got to have a play with Alan and Hanna who are always good fun.
If your still reading after this mammoth update, thanks for bearing with me. I hope everyone had a nice Christmas, I certainly did. Thanks to everyone who got me all the really great presents, dad says I want a storage unit for my birthday......

The meaning of christmas...shopping?

Hello my yuletide chums!
Thursday mum had a half day, so we went Christmas shopping in Reading. As mum is a squeaker we had to park about 17 miles away from town and walk, didn't bother me in the pushchair though. We trawled round the shops before going to Pizza Hut. They were a bit nervous after my last visit when I decided to re-decorate the high chair with the contents of my stomach but they needn't have worried. I scoffed a couple of pieces of garlic bread with cheese before seeing off the best part of my pizza, it was lovely. I made friends with a pair of teenage boys on the table behind and we had a smart game of peep-o and everything. Dad asked for the bill when we were finished and after a bit of a wait got a receipt to say it was all paid for! After a brief discussion with mum, we left without paying clutching our receipt! Merry Christmas Pizza Hut!
Friday was party time:

Mum and Dad took me back to nursery on friday afternoon for our Christmas party. We had sarnies, sausage rolls and cakes (Hugo ate loads, even more than dad!) and then we had a visitor:

Mums made sure i'm pretty clued up about this chap, so I was shouting 'Tanta' (it's near enough Santa) way before the others had even twigged as to what was going on. He had a present for everyone and I made sure I was first in the queue, even though I had to wait ages for mine to come out. It was a book with animals in it so I was well pleased. Santa seems to know what I like so far, fingers crossed. It was nice showing mum and dad my friends and giving them a taste of what I get up to at nursery. After we got home and I had another round of sarnies and a banana Aunty Chris and Nanny turned up, shortly followed by Laura and James! I knew that mum and dad would be going out so I started waving bye-bye to them in a bid to get them gone quicker. Turns out it was Dads work party and they both looked uncharacteristicly smart when they finally left.
Saturday morning Dad looked a little the worse for wear, so I made sure I splashed down on his belly a few times and kept him awake when he tried to snatch a crafty kip. He soon came round and they started mucking about with that tree from last week, I left them to it and played some golf in the garden. Eventually the tree found itself in the front room, things then got a lot more interesting:

All this sparkly stuff came out and we got to hang it on this tree, weird or what? Good fun though and it looked pretty nice when we finished.
On Sunday we didn't do a lot and I got a bit grumpy, so we went out delivering Christmas cards. I enjoyed playing with Andy's expensive new putter, cheers Andy.
Monday we went shopping again! This time it was just me and Dad to get stuff for mum. I'm sworn to secrecy of where we went or what we got her. I'll just add that if she doesn't like anything, it's dads fault.
In general news, even though it's been really cold in the mornings on the way to nursery I have been refusing to wear gloves. I just don't like them even though my hands have gone bright pink by the time we get there. I'm loving the advent calendar and am now relatively comfortable with the concept of only opening one door at a time, even if I have already opened door 22 which took my fancy. And finally I seem to have my appetite back after being a bit off my food for a bit, so that should please dad. I think i'll need to be pulling my weight with the amount of food that has suddenly appeared in the house anyway.

New world record lie in!

Sorry i'm a day late this week, i've had word with my editorial team/photographer and hopefully they won't be quite so slack again.
Going right back to last Wednesday, we went to Tesco's in the afternoon and took Nanny with us too. I like it when Nanny comes to Tescos with us, she alwayd has a bag of chocolate buttons in her bag. All dad ever has is a determined look on his face and gritted teeth! She came back home with us in the afternoon and even stayed for tea, so that was fun!
On Thursday we took mum out for lunch because she was working late that night. I stole some of her dinner and necked some of her drink!
Friday afternoon Dad took me over the field to see the horses. It took a while for me to feel at ease with the beasts, but they were okay...still prefer them on the telly though.
Saturday was busy busy busy! We had breakfast and then went out into the country and bought a spiky tree!

I was let out of the pushchair and made a right menace of myself running around the place while grim faced grown ups wrestled with huge lumps of foliage. All very weird if you ask me! Anyway, the tree got put in a giant sock and we put it in the car and took it home. Dad then stuck it in a bucket of water in the garage. It'll never grow shut up in there! They had a little dancing Santa there too:

I showed him some of my smooth moves, I think he learned something.....
After lunch we went to the fancy bike shop in Caversham, I think it's probably too late for dad to be dropping hints for Christmas the fool, he can make do with socks anyway!
In the evening we went to see Rach because it was her birthday! Ben had a Chinese takeaway and I kept trying to slide up to it un-noticed. I think my technique may need some work as I was foiled time and time again. Never mind, the jammie dodgers were nice! They even had a nice cat to chase. All the usual suspects turned up with takeaway curry just as they sent me off to bed the rotters! Anyway, I had a bit of a kip before they woke me up at midnight and we went home. I went straight back to sleep......
......and didn't get up until a quarter to twelve on Sunday morning! That must be a record for the under 2's category. It all worked out well though as I got to skip breakfast (i've gone off rice krispies and toast) and went straight on for lunch (Dairylea sarnie...much better!).
In the afternoon we went to Fantasy World. I haven't been for a while so I was keen to show Mum my new skills falling into the ball pool from the steps again, and again, and again, and again...you get the picture! Dad went down the biggest slide in the place and came out of the bottom at a truly terrifying speed, i'm glad no one was near the point of touchdown, things would have got ugly! I was also doing pretty well getting the the girl from behind admission till to chase me around the place until mum cramped my style, thanks mum! We then went to Waitrose for some posh shopping and I was allowed to wander around the shop rather than be strapped into a trolley. That was ace, I got to fondle all the fruit and scrunch up some crisps on the way round, so if anyone got a packet of tortilla chips like sawdust, i'm sorry! After all that exertion, I was tired again so it was back to bed for a bit before getting up for a roast dinner and then back to bed again for the night. After all that shut-eye i'm fully re-charged so watch out!
We've had an low-key start to the week:

Here I am chilling on the sofa. The highlight so far being Wednesday's christmas food shop! Now this was quite something. Dad was on a mission to buy a whole load of stuff i've never even seen before, and then some! It was great because the trolley was so full up, it was easy pickings to help myself to the wide variety of goods on offer, peruse them for a bit and then chuck them on the floor!
Dad loves having to pick it up again.