Sending Daddy a BIG smile

Hey Daddy ... far away in NY ... I know you've got a demanding week ... I am sending you a very big boobear hug! I will get you back one of these days for all that tickling. Remember, if tickling the team won't work ... give em a SLAP instead!

What's wrong with you people?

Seriously now ... come on people, get a grip. MammaLou is paranoid enough as it is without you guys acting suspiciously ... and you know who you are! Cut it out treating her badly ... she works hard and she works well. Give her a break why don't you!

P.S. I got new purple kickers ... don't they look great.

Another tropical UK Spring

It is snowing outside, so MammaLou and me are inside playing drums and dancing to warm up. Check out our moves and toons.

Hello Auntie Lizzie

My darling Auntie Lizzie is in Dubai. That's a very long way away; further even than the park! Just wanted to say hello really.

HELLO

Lulu Limpet

It must be the grim weather that's affecting my mood ... I had a tantrum that lasted a full hour this morning and I need to be picked up at all times. MammaLou says she has reached the end of her tether but we haven't even left the house so how can that be? Still, she's learning that letting me watch TV gives her some peace.

EggHead

Happy Easter and thanks for all my lovely gifts.

An oldie but a goldie

Happy Birthday MammaLou ... and now off to Champneys with you!

On the move...

Mummy and daddy have decided to search for a bigger pad; seems I am taking over the joint. So they've been cleaning and preening and I have to keep my room tidy. Hard though when there are so many toys to play with!

Here's me taking after GrampyD who makes beautiful furniture ... check out his site for amazing bespoke stuff on

www.carboninteriors.com

Keep hammering away ...

Hug a tree

Dad has been away the whole week in NY.

He is working so hard -- and he has been poorly too. As has MammaLou who has a 5000 word deadline by next week.

aaaaaaah!

Don't mess with La Boo

... you wake me, you feel my wrath.

Infact, no more babyboo, I have entered ToddlerTantrum zone and frankly, I'm frightening.

Yesterday, MammaLou gave me the wrong cheese; I yelled for a full 10 minutes, ran into the hall and threw myself to the floor in despair.

Give me everything I want, exactly when I want it, and nobody gets hurt.

You can't keep a good girl down

MammaLou is fed up of negative, 'can't-do' people. And rubbish feedback. She's a sensitive soul. Daddy got a good bonus ... all-in-all, this has left MammaLou wondering why she bothers working when she could let Daddy breadwin while she plays with me.

I think she'll be wondering a while ... watch this space.

If you go down to the woods today ...

Congratulations to MammaLou who has started running again after a year of thyroid problems and a wee cancer scare (apparently that's an oxymoron but I know not what that is!). The super one managed 5k straight off and wasn't in pain the next day ... next year the marathon.

Here I am in my local park ... lions and tigers and bears, oh my!

Atten--shun

Here I am, Officer Candidate D'Arcy reporting for training. I've heard it said tho' that the pen is mightier than sword and Mamma-Lou is hoping I'll follow in her footsteps and see the world in words not war. But thanks to all those who take on the nasty stuff for us ... like my Godfather ... Major MC ...  he's been in Iraq twice already. A big hug to him and his men ... support them at www.helpforheroes.com.

Been quite the social bunny this weekend. Spent Friday afternoon with friends Max, Matilda and Sophie in the big Parfrement posh house in the country and just met baby Bert Dicker today ... who at 2 weeks old made Mamma-Lou go all broody and start waffling on about the smell of a newborn's head and how magical it is to be carry, deliver and nurture a child. Oh-oh ... think I'd better hide all my toys away now as it sounds like there are plans a-hatching to expand the brood. 

She claims she can only conceive in the Maldives tho ... fair enough. 

Although it might be a lot of fun to boss a little brother around ... atteeeeeen -- shun!

New stuff

Quite a cognitive step forward or two of late with understanding, reasoning and responding. I can point to several body parts (eyes, ears, nose, mouth, knees, toes, heart and tummy) which makes MammaLou wonder if a career in pathology beckons. Aside from such morbid meanderings, I am also yabbering non-stop with clearly discernible words like book, bath and bed to make my needs crystal clear. It's frustrating not being able to formulate whole sentences yet ... there is time.

Here's me and the sheep getting ready for bed. Thanks for the jammies Auntie Gill ... x

Spinning around

Apparently, MammaLou is Queen of Spin ... I just like to twirl ... watch out Kylie, I'm gonna steal your cutesy crown.

I got rhythm

Man oh man life is fun ... I love to spin and do a wee jazzzzzz funk move (plus my drum n' bass response is pretty cool -- prob from hearing the Pa play the Prodigy at my scans to get me to kick)

Have now expanded my vocbabulary (verbal and signing) so much ... quite the gobby little boo. I do all the gestures for several songs, I can point to body parts on request (mine that is, not random strangers) and frankly, I'm pretty darned good at making myself understood.
And conveying my displeasure when you don't do what I want ... have taken to biting MammaLou (well I gotta make sure these 3 new teeth work right?).

What's most amusing to my parents is I actually ask to go to bed. Yup 1915 and no messing ... a girl needs her beauty sleep ... and when you're as purty as me, nothing less than 12 hours will do.

I got rhythm. I got music. I got boo-words ... who could ask for anything more?

On the subject of rhythm ... what happened to The Method: loads of people are declaring or about to have their second baby ... MammLou wants to know where they get the energy cos she says frankly she's much more partial to giant sized choccy buttons and Gray's Anatomy. Me no get all this grown up yibberyabber. Will stick to gliggliegulegule...

Zooming into the charts

top resolution is to keep on running!

More later mashed tater.

Merry New Year

more later ... just wanted to say hi ... need to go pull mama off the mince pies ... she made them herself and is on her 7th of the season

Meltdown

... and the boiler gave up the ghost on Thursday.

Mamma-Lou has been walking around ranting that her medical biochemistry degree is worth nothing in the real world and she intends to enroll in nightschool to trade up in car mechanics, electrical engineering and plumbing ...

(she was a bit cross that the plumber charged her 200 quid to take 30 mins to change a ballcock ... she said he was a cock ... he didn't look like the hens on my picture book though ... confused?)

Look after the pennies

The housing market is in decline, people are an average 8k in credit card debt and I've got school fees to save up for.

Am I too young to get a paper round?