Summers finally here, well, kind of. We had a barbecue on Friday night, it was a pretty chilly affair but we didn't need the shelter Dad cobbled together out of a plastic sheet and a bit of the old bath. We ate sausages....it was ace.
I'd already gone to bed by the time it had finally got going so missed all the excitement.
I fancied being a pirate last week, I haven't had the costume out for a while so thought i'd give it a dust down. I rode my scooter to nursery dressed in it and got some pretty funny looks. Mum said I should waft my sword at passing cars, so I made sure I did at every oppurtunity. Dad made us go to the DIY shop so I wore it there too, although I was a little put out as the people working there were also in fancy dress so I didn't look quite so special. I lost my eye patch as well. Luckily Dad found it at the back of a load of tile edgeing. I don't know how it got there?
After all that I was pretty worn out:

So then it was a bank holiday weekend, which meant exposing myself in public for an alfresco nappy change:

How delightfull, at least there was no one else about.
I was pretty chuffed to be showing mum my skills at the BMX track at long last. She was pretty impressed I think. She challenged me to a race down the track:

Rather stupidly she nosed in front, so I pedalled as fast as I could, picked up a lot of speed and launched a huge jump. I think I was so pleased to be airborne and make the landing that I promptly fell off and ended up with a gravel moustache!
Saturday night was party night, our uncle Slim's 50th no less. We think he looks pretty good for 50, and he's still lots of fun, not like a proper old person at all!
There were loads of people, bright lights, loud music and lots of food (sweets).
I was booked as Slim's stripogram (it was pretty hot to be fair):

We drank, we ate, we danced (well I didn't, I chased two young girls around all night) and I saw a previously hidden camp side of Owen I had never seen before (sadly the video footage was too dark). I also got my head stuck in the arm of a chair that I was having a little rest in....oh dear.
We stayed right until the end, Mum and I were worn out:

I hope you had a good time Uncle Slim, I know we all did! And thanks for inviting all of our baby sitters too, it meant they had to bring us along!
Grandad and Anne came round to help with some odd jobs around the house on Sunday morning, when they arrived Dad was still in bed feeling a bit delicate. He declined the offer of going up the ladder as he reckoned he already had a bit of a sway on, so made poor old Grandad do it!
So monday and we were still off nursery, great! We went to the crafty raft race to see Chard paddle home. He took a bit longer than we expected so we had to entertain ourselves for a bit:


He finally paddled into view, and despite our best efforts and huge encouragement he didn't fall in! Boooooo!
After that we bumped into Edward from nursery and made our way to the park for a very long free go on the big bouncy slide where we also ran into Joshi and Toby, it was like a nursery outing!
So after a go on a motorbike on the roundabout we were pretty much done:

We also had the great honour of christening the new bath over the weekend. Very nice it was too.
Yeah, Dad was really pleased to see me picking out all the tile spacers.....oops!
Just one big claim for me this week...most poo's in one day. Mum changed me twice before we even left for nursery, I had three at nursery, one when Dad got me home and then two more in quick sucession at the dinner table....how about that then?

Still love the swings:

I wish she didn't though, when we go to the park dad has to share pushing duties between us, as a consequence I don't always go quite as high as I would like....

We waited for mum out the back of her shop the other night at home time, they have a great puddle that always seems to be there even if it hasn't rained for days and I got to show of my bike skills in front of all her colleagues:

I also rode the skatepark with a couple of older kids, it was great fun chasing them round the place on their bikes, much more fun than riding round in front of Dad and Ellis.

We went to feed the ducks, as usual Ned didn't like it when our feathered friends got too close and was soon hiding in the buggy. He threw half a loaf at them and made Dad make a run for it:

Mums been good fun lately:

Although she did have a hand in putting this weird thing on my head:

Apparently I can go on the back of the bike now in (relative) safety.

It hasn't all been fun fun fun though, I gave myself a really big fat lip falling out of the passport photo booth in Tesco during the weekly shop. It bled a little bit and I screamed as loud as I ever have before. Still, it wasn't all bad, a load of lovely ladies helped pack our things while Dad was on cuddle duty. He did alright but I still screamed for my Mummy. Same again next week then Dad?

On mouth related matters, I nearly have six teeth! How about that? Ned and Dad went to the dentist today, he didn't want to look in my mouth though.

Yeah, so you missed out on a sticker !!!!

I can also make 'kissy' noises back at people with my own mouth now as well. I tried it out on Auntie Christine today, she loved it.

And I tried out her cake, I loved that.

So to make up for last weekends washout, we saw the weather was looking good for saturday and just for a change we headed for the coast.

Southsea!

We'd never been here before, I loved it from the off. Miles and miles of wide open path by the sea to ride my bike on, swerving between the people for fun.

I could see the admiring glances he was getting on the bike, so while he was having a pitstop in the toilet I decided to pretend it was mine:

They had a bouncy slide, it was pretty high:

Mum got given more change than the money she had handed over, so Dad was well pleased!

These sorts of rides are getting a bit on the small side for me now:

Still, never mind, the bloke from the bouncy slide was still paying (turned out he paid for the car parking and the ice creams as well!).

This was more like it:

Yeah, I really wanted a go on that too:

I raced a girl on the motorbikes:

We watched a great big noisy thing called a hovercraft come accross the sea and then drive straight up onto the beach. How weird is that?

I tried to push this great big thing into the sea without much luck, I need to eat more eggs like Mr Strong I reckon!

This is the view Dad got as I came at him with one of my stinking socks:

There was a music festival going on too, there was loads of noise all around, I quite liked to watch it all go by:

I didn't get an ice cream like Ned did (obviously the slide man's money had run out) so I had some daisies instead:

After I managed to tear Dad away from the skatepark fence, we played a little golf:

I was brilliant of course!

Best of though was Dad's ridiculous Panda face he got from wearing his sunglasses all day! He looked proper stupid. It's not like he was ever going to match my tan anyway!

Okay then, by way of a bonus after this weeks pocket sized update, i'm going to try the birthday video we struggled with last week...



While we're on a roll, have another one:

Okay, bit scant this week I’m afraid….
First of all Auntie Christine is on Facebook!!!! What’s all that about, even I don’t have a Facebook account? As if that wasn’t bad enough, there are other people on there calling her Auntie Chris as well…the cheek of it, she MY Auntie Chris okay!!!!
Right, got that of my chest, lets carry on. Very, very weird scenes over the weekend with Mum and Dad starting some DIY. Not just any old DIY, fitting a bathroom. They didn’t get very far before Grandad got roped in. He finally saw sense and got in touch with a plumber friend of his who is going to do it for us. Thank god for Grandad! I think I achieved more with my Bob the builder tool kit than they did. After that was arranged we all went to the park.
I had a lovely play on the swings and a nice buggy ride thanks to Anne.
While I rode my bike.
Still, we did manage to get a bit of excitement over the weekend by going to stay at Kimi’s for the night on Saturday. I hope we weren’t too much trouble for a very tired looking Ben and Dad who had apparently stayed up all night for a boxing match. I’m not sure which of them won, Dad would certainly have had the weight advantage but would have lacked the reach of Ben.

We had a nice play, even if Ned did get a bit over excited.
It’s difficult though, I don’t want to play with the grown ups and I’m a bit much for the little ones sometimes.
Grandma is out of Hospital in Reading…..and into another one in Newbury. Still, it isn’t as far to go I suppose. We went to see her Sunday afternoon and took her out in the wheelchair to the park. To liven up proceedings I decided to fall off the swing losing my trousers and revealing my bright red pants to the world, before getting hit on the head by the returning swing….they loved it! Not only that, uncle Alan asked the security chap in the hospital whether it would be okay for me to ride my scooter down the long, smooth, shiny floored corridor….and he said yes! Dad was so jealous of that one.
I’m helping Ellis with her dinners:

Yes, he is. Mum reckons I’m getting a right big belly.
I did a couple of my fizzy dinosaur eggs, they were brilliant:

Mum didn’t go much on it though, apparently the fizzy stuff didn’t agree with her and made her fingers really sore, it’s okay though, I’ve volunteered Dad to do the next one.
I’ve been really getting around this week, it’s great and winds Dad and Ned (when he's playing with something on his own) up a treat. I am still occasionally though:

I’ve decided I need to master a new skill now though and have moved on to skateboarding:

I’m doing very well at it too.
One thing I have done this week though is miss my Mum, I’ve told her a couple of times this week that I wish she could be home in the afternoons to play with the rest of us….I ought to stop it though as she seems to get a bit upset. Still, as she explained, if she didn’t got to work I’d have nothing to write about on my blog. I told her it would soon be the weekend and we could do something nice then.
Think that’s about all for this week, like Ned said, short and sweet this week, see ya!

We had the crazy Halford boys to play last week, that made a change from playing at their house with their toys even if it was just for an afternoon.

We all got involved, even us littler ones!
I’m sure everyone reading this must know it was my birthday at the weekend, I think I must have seen all of you at one of my parties.
First off was one at Northcroft for all my nursery friends. 11 had said they were coming but a grand total of fifteen actually turned up, good, extra presents!

We had half an hour of the usual mindless violence and plenty of tears on the bouncy castle.

Even I had a go on it, I stayed away from the hooligan element and made sure I was well protected by Ted and Dad.
After that everyone had to line up behind me to go to the soft play area, I got to feel all important leading everyone around:

Once again, I got in on the act and hung out with Ted:

He was getting plenty of practice in for when he gets his new baby sister.
Our party host was brilliant, he remembered all out names and made sure we had plenty of fun, he wouldn’t let us have any beer though:

After a good old play we were off upstairs for our dinner:

I got my own private table, away from the rabble:

We had a delicious main course of tomato sauce with a little garnish of fish fingers and chips:

followed by an ice lolly and then birthday cake:

Now, truth be told, I’m not actually that keen on birthday cake. I like to talk it up though. Mum and Dad were pleased though, my party guide Jordan, gave out rather small portions meaning there was plenty left to take home.
Once I was full, I nodded off:

It was then time to dish out the party bags:

This was probably my favourite part of the whole party to be honest, I loved handing them out to everyone. Then that was it, all we had to do was go home and unwrap my presents…..and what a lovely lot of stuff I got and it wasn’t even my proper birthday yet. In the afternoon we went to see Grandma who’s still in hospital and then home for Sue to come and look after me in the evening (hope all your revision pays off Charlotte). We played with my new boom bats amongst other things and managed to get the ball stuck in the uplighter with all the dead spiders. I thought this one of the funniest things that has ever happened.
I was in bed and fast asleep before all the fun started…..boo.
Sunday then, my birthday….after months and months of my self created hype it was finally time. First off we had presents on Mum and Dads bed.
I missed out on the all you can eat breakfast wrapping paper buffet as I was having a lie in to catch up on my beauty sleep.
Then it was all hands to the pump to get everything sorted out for my party. As usual this involved Mum and Dad’s annual clean because we had people coming round. In addition there were pork products to be cooked and sandwiches to be made. Slim and Trace were the first arrivals, he said it was because he had to go to work later and so would have to leave early. The truth of the matter is he wanted a go on my present that he had got me!
The others arrived in dribs and drabs all afternoon until we maxed out at around 35 guests, I must be popular, must be down to my internet presence or something? Everyone came baring the most fantastic presents which was really lovely of you all (except uncle Alan who doubled up, but apparently it wasn’t his fault so many apologies to you Alan, the fizzy dinosaur bombs were brilliant).
Fen showed me some of his secret ninja tricks:

In the meantime I set a new world record for most people cuddled in one afternoon and had a lovely time. Here I am with the ladies:

Max and I carved through the crowd on my horsey space hoppers, not sure if it was the best idea we’ve ever had but it certainly got a few laughs!

For the first time ever we had a proper children’s party game as well, pass the parcel:

Abi was the lucky winner of the main prize, I wasn’t completely happy with this result until Max pointed out that I had lots of presents to play with. It’s nice to have such a wise, level headed friend. Fortunately though, he wasn’t too wise and level headed to help me attack Charlotte with Lighting Storm McQueen’s rocket launchers!
I must have had the best birthday ever, so thanks everyone for coming to see me (and of course for the presents) I think I like being a ‘Four Boy’ but I am told that time on the step will now have to go up to four minutes!

Now I can get a word in edge ways at last……what was I going to tell you about……no, can’t remember. Oh well, maybe I’ll have more to say for myself next week.
I'll just apologise on evryones behalf for this weeks update being so late.....