So then, we've been on holiday:

Maybe the sunglasses were a bit optimistic in view of the weather forecast but we put them on anyway and hoped for the best!
We trekked down Friday night as usual giving us a full day on saturday, and we needed it. It was action from the start. Owen rang up to tell us he'd crashed his car on the way down Saturday morning..oh dear. At least no one was hurt, Andy went to collect them and we went to see Auntie Christine and Uncle Ian in their holiday cottage up the road (they are far too posh to slum it in a caravan like the rest of us). Everyone arrived in dribs and drabs throughout the day and pretty soon the caravan was full of gatecrashers:

During a break in the rain we hit the beach for a bit:

The water was lovely and warm (well, bareable in my hand me down wetsuit, I had to accesorise with the headgear).

The sand was tasty....

Even uncle Alan braved the elements for a bit of a play:

Next day was Crealy day.....I was sooooo excited! I loved showing everyone around and we were all soon having a lot of fun. It was great to play in the ball pools with Ellis, Kimi and Abi aven if I was a bit 'full on' for them....
But of course there's the proper rides too, we had loads of goes on the boats (but no pictures i'm afraid as everyone was having a go). Then there was the beast, I was just about tall enough to have a go, so on we went:

We were soon bouncing up and down in the air, I loved it!

Then it was onto the pirate ship....a-haaar!!! We stayed on for ages and made a LOT of noise!

Then it was onto the bumpy slides, even I got a go at this:

Before a spot of ball pool warfare broke out:

Owen and I became giants:

And Dad had to take a picture of himself on the horses to prove he was there:

We pressed on throught the bad weather and had the best attended barbeacue in Treyarnon Bay history, it was pretty smoky:

Because Ian and I were cooking:

Before long Abi and I were tucked up for a spot of Night Garden, she has more staying power than I do though:

The weather was pretty bleak the next morning. Mum, Dad and Andy had this ridiculous idea that we should go and play on the beach....it was raining for goodness sake! I kicked up a right old fuss and fortunatley Chard took pity on me and let me go in his caravan, we watched Santa Claus films in the warm and dry, it was brilliant. Thanks Chard!

Yeah, I still had to go to the beach though....

We did eventually have some sunshine, so we got down the Cafe for a cream tea, Slim and I went off for our usual exploration session:

Before re-joining the rest for our cakes:

We played Cricket on the beach, Dad reckons it's a stupid game, I would have to agree, there's a lot of hanging about and the bat was really big and heavy for me:

Auntie Christine was the acting sports reporter with Auntie Tracey on Umpire duties:

We went out with John and Sarah to Pizza Hut (sorry Alan). It was great fun. I decided I was going to be all classy and have my coke in a wine glass:

The ice cream factory was brilliant as usual.


We played croquet:

We sat on the beach some more:

We went on a speed boat ride:

Now I think Owen and myself thought this was going to be a bit of a sedate cruise, it turned out to be a real blast. the boat driver kept checking that I was okay and then started throwing us into rapid turns, jumping other boats wakes and loads of general zooming about, it was brilliant and I loved every minute of it.

We had a sneaky return visit to Crealy:

I bravely stroked the pigs:

And was finally allowed to ride the horses alone:

We rode the Beast until it closed down for the day:

And then had a nice calm bedtime story:

John and Sarah came over at the weekend, we played Tennis:

And then went down the beach just for a change. We dug a massive hole in the dunes with the help of a shift system for grown ups while Owen press ganged us into makign his skull and crossbones masterpiece come to life:

I tried my hardest to emulate Ned and take my first steps at the caravan but it wasn't to be:

On the last day we headed for Constantine for a last blast:



And then it was time to leave. Boo. Thanks to everyone who made it down to see us, play with us and look after us, we had a great time! Shame about the Curly Wurly's though Nick?

A special mention for Andy who had the 'pleasure' of our company for the week, thanks for the early morning entertainment while Mum and Dad were to lazy to get up, they owe you big time!
So then, nursery is rubbish, I want to go to school. We visited another potential one for me on Monday afternoon, I loved it and wanted to start right away! Having said that, I was made special lunch helper at nursery because I was such a good boy all morning. After that it was Tesco's for shopping. I spotted some cheap rollerskates and had been on about having some for ages....good job I had some birthday money. Obviously i'm brilliant at it...unless i'm falling hard on my bum.

And my big news is that I took a few steps all on my own on Monday, I missed the caravan by a day!

Well there's not a lot of action to report this week because we've been pretty tired really, must have been Legoland last week!

Dad has been trying to get us out and about on Saturday while Mum was at her shareholders meeting for work (trying to get herself something called the sack Dad reckons).
He finally got me off the sofa.......
....and me out of my cot for atrip to the park. I quite enjoyed it in the end:



Yeah, so did I, but I didn't want to stay long as I needed some more rest.

Mum was home just after lunch and then we went into town to see Auntie Christine amongst other things....
Yes, I got measured up for my first pair of shoes! How cool am I? They taste really nice and seem to be helping my walking no end. I've even managed to stand up without holding on to anything a few times (until I realised and promptly fell on my bum).

In the evening though it was pub time! There was hundreds of us there, good work on sorting this one out Nick and Carol. We played some football:

Where Dad ripped his shorts right open, I obviously found it as funny as everyone else:

I ended up playing with the older kids who lived at the pub, they were great fun and as it turns out really quite good at a game called french cricket!
We went swimming on Sunday morning, the little outdoor bit was open and everything.
It was and I made the most of it by teaching myself how to dive with a little helpul advice from Mum and Dad. I got pretty good at it too, probably 60% resulting in head first entry to the water, 20% spectacular bellyflops and 20% wildly flailing out of control splashdowns.
Sunday afternoon we were having a roast, I asked who was coming round to help us eat it, no one was the answer I got. Hmmmm, I had a little think and then suggested Andy should come round. Dad asked him, he said yes and he was soon round for a bit of roast beef and some witty table banter from myself.
Well we're still ploughing through the frozen leftovers from my birthday so Monday night was barbecue night again. I helped erect the gazebo in the afternoon while Ned was asleep by eating pebbles, making Dad think I was going to fall down the steps and moving all the poles as Dad was trying to sort them out. I don't know how he would manage without me! Anyway, eating outside was great, I could make much more mess than usual without messing up the carpet:

Yeah, it was rather good being outside for tea, but even better was that we had my new favourite pudding, Eton mess, yummy scrummy!!!

Our morning worldy discussions with Mum on the way to nursery have now progressed to foreign languages. Apparently, in France wee means yes! How funny is that? Apparently it's spelt differently or something but that doesn't matter it's still Wee!!!! I could also ask for an apple if I were in france too, shame I don't really like them all that much, it would be more usefull to learn another foodstuff Mum, maybe 'Eton Mess'?
I got some new sandals for the warm weather today, they have lights in them. I was so excited I screamed in the shop. I loved them so much I wore them home, stomping all the way. I expect the batteries will be flat by the end of the week the rate i'm going.....
Short and sweet video this week i'm afraid, the musical accompaniment is one of my favourites even though it's been doing the rounds for a while. The Count and Sinden - Beeper, get it on at your wedding Laura, I may even dance!

I can't believe it's taken this long to mention it as i've been telling random strangers in the street that we're on holiday next week, yes it's that time again. Mind you, I think most of my readers will be with is this year by the looks of it. See you in Cornwall, mine's a scone with cream and jam.....

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!