Okay then, first of all I must announce we finally have internet at home!!! By way of a celebration this week will be a photo special (no, it's because we're lazy).

My appetite is still massive, i'll eat anything and everything, Dad gives me bigger portions than Ned and I finish way before him:

And I love my wheely trolley, but I want to drive it around not just walk it around:

Ned and I had a great race around the house earlier with much whooping and hollering.

We went off to London at the weekend, we didn't help Dad pack Friday afternoon as we both decided a kip was in order. We soon woke up once we hit the road though:

But then I got camera shy:

We picked Mum up from work, Andy up from home and then got straight on the road. When we arrived we dumped our stuff and headed straight out to a barbecue at the boarding house Dean works at, it was brilliant fun. There were inflatables:

Fighting:

More fighting in silly hats:

And best of all (apart from Cans of coke and an endless supply of sausages) there were loads of young girls that took a fancy to Max and I!

Next day we went off down the park leaving Dad at home watching bike racing on the internet (what a sad case). He soon joined us though, he must have smelt the chips! They had a great roundabout that you had to pedal:

And the most violent see-saw in the world:

It certainly caused plenty of bruises!

We soon resumed our usual slumped positions though:

Max and I got on famously this time, we even shared the ice cream without any incidents:

I just sat about looking all summery:

Borrowing my fashion sense from Dad (the underpants anyway):

Here's the boys after a morning of sport:

As usual we had a great weekend so thanks once again Max, Leo, Emma and Dean. It's great your coming home to Newbury but a shame we won't get our lovely weekends away any more!

So, back to Newbury then and Dad has a fit of inspiration and decides we ought to have a day off nursery and work and go to Legoland instead.

Sometimes Dad has brilliant ideas (but mostly they're really rubbish, like having brocolli with our dinner). As luck would have it, Auntie Christine also just so hapened to be free and decided to come along with us:

So it's the usual Legoland pictures, just with Auntie Christine in place of Mum or Dad:

With added 'in the mouth of a lion' shots:

And one of me when Mum let me have the last few bits of her magnum ice cream, oh Mum, you really spoil me:

We even went on the viking river ride for the first time, it was brilliant even though we got very wet indeed:

We watched the puppet show:

And for the first time ever, we went when it wasn't freezing cold so we had packed our swimmers and towels to play in the water section:

I got in on the act too, look at my pastey looking brother in the background:

Just to prove Dad actually got in on the action, heres a photo he had to take of himself:

The place was so empty we didn't have to queue for any rides at all, in fact we stayed on most of them for go after go after go and didn't leave until it shut......

What a great day out, it was lovely to have Auntie Christine come along with us, she hadn't been before so it was great to show her around. Thanks for coming!

So, when we got home we were pretty tired but I managed to stay up long enough for Auntie Trish to come round before the quiz. She had got me a book in a bid to keep on terms in the 'best Auntie' competition. It was a grand effort too, 'Dinosaurs Love Underpants' Thanks for that and thanks for reading it to me so nicely as well!

Well what have we been up to then, ummm……
Asking loads of questions, loads and loads of questions. About everything, about everyone. I want to know where strangers are going in their cars, whats in the back of lorries and why cows ride bikes (it's on an advert at a bus stop we go past) amongst the other things that concern me. Sometimes I get a satisfactory answer, sometimes I just get vague nonsense.
Well we’ve been to the park with the stomp rocket:

And we popped in to see Auntie Christine and her work friends, we stayed for ages and had a really good time.

I’ve also had a haircut, it looks really good. Dad made sure he told the barber lady that I loved having my hair cut so she would take her time and do a really good job. I was glad it took a long time as I got to look at myself in the mirror for ages and ages (and pull funny faces at Dad sat behind me with Ellis).
Yeah it took him ages to be preened and trimmed.
I’ve been looking lovely as usual and eating lots and lots. Much more than Ned in actual fact. My new favourite is meat of any kind really, not what you would expect of a dainty little thing like me, I have the appetite of a trucker!

I sometimes cop for a bit of bad luck at nursery because I only do mornings, I missed the Euro 2008 football game for example last week but sometimes it’s something really serious…..like cake! Joshi’s cake was being dished out Friday afternoon after I had gone home so I missed out. Dad did his best to appease me when we got home by doing some baking with me:

We made some lovely little fairy cakes and I suggested we put chocolate powder in with the icing we had made to make chocolate icing. They were lovely, book me a slot on ready steady cook!
So then it was the weekend, hooray! We went off down the local park with a picnic, I loved it:

I didn’t, we saw an ice cream van on the way down and once the idea of that was planted I suddenly went off the idea the of a ham sandwich and a fairy cake!
Saturday night we went to Abi’s house with all our bedding, we were going out for the night! Well, Mum and Dad were (with Nick and Andy).
I had a lovely game with Abi who now doesn’t seem quite so scared of me! Once the young uns were safely tucked up in bed I had an evening of intelligent conversation with Carol before turning in for the night myself. The following morning Nick prepared me a lovely breakfast including my first taste of marmalade which I think I really liked.
Of course it was fathers day too, so we went home and give the miserable old git his cards and a present. Turns out he had man flu or something else pathetic and was as much fun as a wet weekend.
Still, we did have a little trip down the big park eventually.
I’ve been riding my bike all the way to nursery this week. I love the admiring glances my stabiliser-less bike gets from passers by and the kids at nursery. Mums really good to let me ride it and I make sure I do as she tells me near the roads and all that.
I was the undisputed champion of walk the plank (board game) as well this week, but got done over by Andy at build a beetle, which was a shame but at least I didn’t cry.
Then on Tuesday afternoon we went to some new woods and took my bike:

As luck would have it we stumbled across some jumps and the like and I did some proper off roading for the first time, it was great. This was rounded off by a late night and special guest story reader Auntie Trish who was enlightened on the ways of Hamish the Highland cow!
Yeah for you it was, poor old Dad had to push the buggy and I got bumped and jiggled about so much I nearly bought my jaffa cakes up!

Did you know i'm famous? I was in the Reading newspaper last week, snapped while racing the go-karts at the donkey derby. It's got my name underneath the picture and i'm described as a racing driver! Once we've found the scanner i'll get the picture up on here. Thanks to Melissa for buying us a copy, I bet dad hasn't given you the 50p yet?

Well it finally stopped raining for a bit this week and we didn’t have to do any boring house stuff so we went to play outside!

We’ve also had a bit of time around the house to read a book:

Cook a meal:

And line up a few cars:

On a slightly more unpleasant note I’ve passed my pukey squirts on to Ned.
Yeah, I was beautifully sick all over mum and dad’s bedroom floor on Wednesday morning. Wednesday and Thursday off nursery then, oh dear. It was a good job I went back for Friday though as Ted had been keen to come back and play with me after having most of the week off due to having a brand new sister, welcome to the club Ted!
Saturday mum had to go to work in the morning to make up some time for all the mornings she’s had off tending to us sickly ones (she also had Thursday off work because she had succumbed). We went to uncle Den and Auntie Gail for bit and then hijacked Den’s proper lawn mower to take home. In a total result for Dad, Den followed us down on his motorbike and cut all our waist high grass for us, tidied up the edges, trimmed back all manner of overgrown things and generally made the place look nice and tidy. Thanks ever so much Den, Dad would have taken weeks to get all that done!

We went to a party in the afternoon for Joshi and Imogen from nursery. It was carnage! Here’s a taster of the action, I know it isn’t the most finely composed shot of all time but I think it sums up proceedings nicely when Alastair, Hugo and I play together:

I also had a great time playing away from the hooligans in the little ones area and made the most of the wide open spaces I could cross on two legs using a walker!
I made sure I sat and had my lunch with Ted though, he does keep out of all the real rough and tumble wherever possible:

Before we got back to crazyness:

Sunday was party time for me, first off we all went to Tesco bright and early to get the barbecue supplies in before coming home for a rest.
Yeah, while Ellis was resting Dad and I emptied pretty much every garden toy we had from the garage out into the garden so we had plenty of entertainment!
Before long we had a house and garden full and a roaring barbecue, laden with sausages!
I’d like to thank everyone for all my lovely presents, cards and for coming to see me. I rather like being one! I'm so glad you all still know where we live!

I like you being one too, eat sausuages, play with everyone and spend all day running around in my underpants, how great is that!

Well we still don’t have an internet connection at our new home (or a phone line!) so if you’re struggling to get hold of us we’re really sorry!
Well we haven’t been up to much really, there’s been lots of packing and unpacking! I did get a new big boys seat for the car though, that was exciting. It uses the ordinary seat belt now so if any of you fancy taking me for a spin sometime it’s just got a whole lot easier.
Yep, and in the latest in a long line of hand-me-downs I’ve inherited Ned’s old car seat. Still, I shouldn’t complain as I do get to face the right way around now and I can look out of the window rather than at the back seat and car roof.
We can even hold hands in the back, which I love…
…..but I find a bit tiring sometimes.
So the big move day finally arrived, Andy took Dad off to get the van (he won in the end) and they were soon back with the biggest van I’d ever seen! Trish, Al, Carrie-Anne and Owen all turned up to help. Trish, Carrie-Anne, Ellis and I went round the park for a bit of a play leaving all the others to the hard work. I think I frightened them half to death as they didn’t trust my navigational skills.
Yep, we pretty much stayed out of the way, but sadly the camera got packed so there’s no real action shots.
Only problem was I missed out on the first trip over to the new house in the big van, I was pretty upset about that but it wasn’t long before there was another trip and I got to have a go. We were so high up I couldn’t believe it. We could see into everyone’s gardens as we drove along and I made a point of waving only to other van drivers as we drove around. It’s a good job Owen was on board with us though as Dad was having such a good time he forgot just how long the van was and came pretty close to a parked car. We spent the rest of the day playing with our rapidly unpacked toys before heading off to bed in my new room…my BIG new room. So big I can have my train set out all nice without that Ellis charging over and knocking it all down.
Yeah, well I’ve got my new room too, and very nice that is too!
So Sunday Mum and Dad promised us some time and some fun after all the upheaval. I rode with Dad to drop the van off (halfway to Reading), so that was a great start to the day. We carried on for Toys R Us, for a browse as I still had some birthday money to spend. Now this may shock a few of you, you might even think I’m a little bit weird, but I spent my money on a reversible princess dress (blue one side, yellow the other). There is a story behind it though, the girls always wear them to nursery and won’t share them with the boys like we do with our pirate or policeman outfits. I decided that if I took one in, I would let Hugo, Ted and Jude share it and put one over on the girls. Well that, and the fact that I like the way it looks when I twirl round. I learned a harsh lesson though and snagged it when running up the stairs and catching my shoe in it, oops.
I didn’t get anything as usual……
So it was then a bank Holiday, when everyone does something really exciting. Except us, we went back to our old house and did some cleaning!
Still, it was soon Tuesday and that means back to nursery. We had a whole new route to go, how exciting.
Well it was for you, I got wet from the overhanging bushes mum had to push the buggy past to stay out of the road.
And it was back to proper afternoon business with a trip to our new local park in the afternoon. It’s brilliant, it’s really close to our house and apart from a football pitch and a playground there’s a bike track (of sorts). I immediately started hustling for races but after seeing off one older girl, any further takers were scared off by my lightning speed.

I played on the swings, after riding there on the back of Dad’s bike. It was okay but I think my helmet needs some fine tuning as it keeps falling down over my eyes.

Still, the swings were really good, even though my pushes were few and far between due to Ned’s insistence on maximum height at all times.

We got back from the park and pretty soon after the Halfords all turned up. Max and I wasted no time in ransacking the toys! I understand that they are hopefully moving nearby soon, I can’t wait for that!
So after a load more unpacking and other dull old stuff it was soon the weekend again, hooray!
Or rather boooo, we were supposed to be going to stay in London with the Halfords but my tummy was really, really poorly. I was utterly pathetic as well and I reckon a weekend with all those crazy boys could well have finished me off! I’m really sorry we were a no show though Halfords, hope we can come again soon before you move or Mum won’t get her favourite curry again!



So we had to make the best of it, trapped in Newbury! We had a trip into town and got a big bag of cherries to eat on the way home, they were really lovely! I was desperate to show mum the park so we went down there in the afternoon. I made a new friend (another Jacob) who it turns out lives just down our road!





I played on some of the playground, but would quite honestly have rather stayed in for a kip. At one point I did actually try pushing myself home so I could have a comfy lie down.

Eagle eyed Dad had spotted a rather spectacular sounding event in Reading while out on a work do Friday night, a Donkey Derby in Twyford. Sadly that’s all the detail he had though and without the internet to look it up on we were pretty light on detail. Dad tried his colleague Gareth but his phone was off so had to ask another semi-local Kin what he knew. He told us where and when it was on and that he would meet us there! Excellent news. We arrived in time to have a donkey ride before the racing started as well:

The Law family soon turned up, we watched some (brutal) donkey racing, rode in a train, raced some buggies, rode on the fair, bounced in a bouncy castle, crashed some dodgems and ate some ice cream, it was fantastic fun!

Here I am with the ticket inspector!


Fen and I eyeing up the options on the race track.

Seeing if I can get a drift going round the corner!


And here we all are on the teacups.
Then it was today, my birthday! I am one, how about that!
I had some presents at breakfast time which was nice, the paper was better than the presents within. After a last minute change of plan (they didn’t fancy taking me to the pool with my icing bag tummy for some reason) we set off for Longleat safari park. Considering the weather it was actually a pretty smart move as we could drive round and see al the animals from the dry comfort of the car.

Except for out brief excursion around Wallaby walk, we even saw one in it's mum's pouch. I wish my mum had a pouch.....

I didn't quite make it over the entire puddle.....

I had to drive around some of the more tricky sections of the Safari Park.

Arty mirror shot, did we mention the rain?

And he we both are, dissing the king of the jungle in favour of Kate Humble on the CD commentary.
We had a lovely time once I had got Dad to promise not to open the windows at any point near (or indeed NOT near) any animals.

We got home and had a little quiet time doing some nice colouring. It’s the best birthday I’ve ever had!
Hope to see you all Sunday afternoon for a bit more of the same (except the rain).