I can not believe this, my parents have getting very lazy. They do not feed me my bottle anymore. They lay me on the floor, put a pillow under my head and give me my milk bottle so I have to hold it myself.
What is the world coming to??
I rather them hold me when they feed my bottle to me, I think they want me to become independent, I rather have things done for me.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
8 Months 2 Weeks
8 Months 2 Weeks
The shop is also a cafe, so you can sit down and have a coffee and eat a nice little sweet. The cake was a chocolate mud cake and Daddy reckons it was the best mud cake he has ever eaten. He should know as he has had a few mud cakes over this time.
8 Months 2 Weeks
Today is my Christening, with much planning over the last number of weeks it has finally arrived. The invitations went out, which Mummy made, and the replies have come back. The cake and food has been ordered and my white suit has been purchased.
Daddy dropped Mummy and I off at Nunno's house whilst he went and picked a few things up. We arrived that the church nice and early and got the best seat, of course. There were six other children having their christening on the same day.
After the christening, all my relations and friends when back to Nunno's and Nunna's place for lunch. Daddy was in fine form ordering and directing everyone to make sure the day went well. To which it did.
Thank you Mummy and Daddy for may special day, I love you both xxxxx
Saturday, November 8, 2008
8 Months
After much rolling and dragging around along the floor, I took off on my first crawl. They were uneasy steps but I moved along then I stopped when I heard Mummy and Daddy scream and shout, they clapped so much.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
7 Months 4 Weeks
I was not very tired when my parents put me to bed tonight, I cried and rolled around in my cot, then I learnt something, I learnt to sit up.
It took some effort, I got on my hands and knees bounced around for a little and then it happened, I sat up. This scared Mummy as she thinks I may fall out of my cot.
It took some effort, I got on my hands and knees bounced around for a little and then it happened, I sat up. This scared Mummy as she thinks I may fall out of my cot.
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