
Here’s me and Mum discussing the finer points of breakfast cereals. The weather was lovely, so when we got home I persuaded Dad to get my paddling pool out:

I had a good old splash about but couldn’t tempt anyone else in with me. We had to take Mum for a doctors appointment to have a check the baby was okay and as usual it ended up with them having to have a hospital visit for what turned out to be another false alarm. Alan was drafted in to look after me at very short notice in case Mum had to have the baby that night so it did act as a good practice run (don’t worry Auntie Chris, you’ll be involved when it happens for real).
Thursday morning and everything was back to normal, no new baby and back to nursery. I think Mum was a bit disappointed so Dad and I did our best to lay low (but didn’t really succeed).
Friday afternoon we went to the pub:

I’m not sure what sort of shoddy establishment it was but they didn’t serve Ribena, or indeed any form of blackcurrant at all. They tried to fob me off with lemonade:

But I wasn’t too sure if I liked it:

Still, the garden was ace and we played on the swings:

After that it was Alan’s birthday, we went to Pizza Hut (he’s very classy)

As an added bonus Andy turned up with John and Sarah as well as Abi with Nick and Carol and Chris and Katie. I didn’t bother with a Pizza and just had cheesey garlic bread and the ice cream factory:

Saturday morning we all had a massive cuddle up-lie in session until half past ten and then I helped dad wash the car. We went to town in the afternoon and popped in to see Auntie Chris, this week in the loony bin they were dressed as pirates! Mustn’t complain though, I got a sack load of chocolate coins and a pirates pistol, Jim Lad!
Sunday was wet, so wet Dad didn’t even go out on his bike. We hung about the house, watched the motor racing on telly (rubbish, no crashes) and then went to see Nanny who had just got back from her holidays.
Monday was wet. Very wet. We went to the big city bright lights of Basingstoke to get the new baby a buggy to ride around in, got a bag of free Spiderman stuff from the Sony shop (Spiderman 2 on DVD, a Spiderman Alarm clock/colouring book/poster) had a McDonalds for lunch and then went to Toys R Us.

I rode the bikes, scooters and pedal cars around like a loony at racing speeds. Dad was proud (or at least relieved I didn’t break someone’s leg). I spent the last of my birthday money on Emily the engine and a Lightning McQueen racing car so I was very happy indeed. We all love Toys R Us. After that we dropped in on Trish and Al:

Poor Trish even braved the elements to get me some ribena and some lovely biscuits from the shop. We played with my new toys and Al’s ‘vintage’ Lego before I sniffed out the grapes…
When we got home, the ‘pit crew’ of Dad and I assembled the new buggy and I performed a full 74 point safety inspection (by sitting in it and cuddling up with a muzzy):

It seems to be fit for purpose.
Tuesday was back to nursery again and once we were home I decided I would like to ride my scooter to the local park. I scooted really well and stopped nicely at all the road crossing points, they were really pleased with me. We didn’t stay at the park long and I was soon enjoying going down the big hill on the way home. We pooped round to see Kimi:

I understand Dad has copped some stick for not providing pictures of him so I hope this one will do. He’s two weeks old now, and Dad told me to watch and learn as Ben sorted out his nappy as this would be my job when the new baby of ours arrived. Not sure about that…..












































