A woman's work is never done

Here I am being very helpful -- although MammaLou says we don't have to wash phones and sets of keys.

Went to see baby Amelie Grace today and she is soooooo pretty. Wow

The plane truth

I miss my Daddy. He is on a plane right now zooming across the Atlantic ocean to come play with me. He makes great dens and is a funny monster. Safe travels Daddy can't wait to see you.

Where have all the parents gone ...

off on business every one. Good job GrannyBoo can come round at 6am so MammaLou can sit on the tarmac of Gatwick for hours. Oh yes, such glamour. Definitely inspires me to be a dancer rather than a director. Flamenco I think ... I'm certainly good at stamping my feet.

Digging and painting

Grampy came round to paint my toybox. He's very clever at distressing things ... not me though, he makes me laugh. Check out how talented he is on www.carbonframing.com. He's even named a wardrobe after me that has appeared in a magazine! Well, seeing as my parents had me at my first photoshoot aged 20 weeks (Mamma-Lou in Pregnancy and Birth) and then they did a yoga-in-birth book when I was still cooking ... what can I say, I'm a cover girl already.

Took The Parents to the park ... they were mad for the swings and sandpit. I graced them with a few giggles as you'll see in the video. Honestly ... you have to take them for a run so they sleep well. Daddy is off to NY tomorrow. No rest for the (slightly) wicked. Still, he's checking out the new Silverjet company so I'm sure he'll be happy at cruising altitude. Mamma-Lou hopes he'll be jetting through the shops in NY -- especially with a 2.06 exchange rate, Christmas around the corner and the likelihood that I'm starting to cut 2 more teeth while he has hotel sleep. (She notes that she's a US 4 or something and loves Nicole Miller???).

Whoops a daisy!

So Mummy and Daddy were invited for drinks at the Clarks' last night. The plan was to take me with them and let me sleep upstairs while the champagne flowed.

Think again.

Mummy in vertiginous heels ... knock on the door, I wake up and projectile vomit Omen-style all down her, the lobby, into the garden and unfortunately my Mr Sleepy Sheep was in the firing line too, then giggle and go back to sleep. Door opens ... Kat Clark says 'Hi ... oh ... bathroom's this way.' Mummy cleans me up, changes into the host's jogging bottoms and leaves.

One to tell at my wedding ...

Went to do a duck inspection at the park with The Parents.

Daddy was nursing a 4-am-er hangover after a big work event called 'Iris on Show' where lots of schmoozing and general self-aggandizing took place (according to Mummy who just went along for the free bar and to wear her new size 8 dress ... because she can). I enjoyed it too ... especially trying to break the displays.

All this moving about

Mummy went to NYC and Washington for a whole week without me! She claims she was doing important pharma industry things but we all know she maxxed-out the family credit cards in Kenneth Cole. Hmm. I let her know I was displeased. I'm good at supercilliousness me. It has taken her 3 days to get a smile.

Daddy is off to NYC again next week and Auntie Lizzie has moved to Dubai for 2 years ...

Was it something I said?