Ready me my ship captain..

...I'm going to catch me some pirates!

Not really, but thought I might as well give you an update since I've been chilling at home with mom this week. We went through to the clinic to visit my nurse. She weighed me and I tipped the scales at 7.4kgs so I guess I'm doing quite nicely on the weight front. Bring on that Tyson guy, and I'll show him heavyweight.

Otherwise I have so say I'm digging my butternut and porridge. It beats having to suck down all your food. At least this stuff I can, and do, spit out. Mom doesn't seem so chuffed when I get it on my clothes or the couch, but I'm sure she'll soon get over it.

The weekend we have out uncle Ook's birthday. Theme is Funky Golf and I think I'm too small to dress like Tiger so I hope dad doesn't dress me like a golf ball.

Dad's been messing around with that darn camera again. Not bad picture though, now he needs to just get me onto the cover of a magazine for my fifteen minutes of fame.

Solids, well sort of

Mom and dad have been moaning at me because I've been a bit slack at updating my blog. Mom says something about sleeping too much and keeping her busy. I will update more regularly though to keep you guys in the loop.



So I started eating solids recently. I think mom just calls then solids they don't come in a bottle, but I'm pretty sure mom could suck it through a straw. Anyway, at least they're a little tastier than that milk mom gives me. She still does, but now half way through the morning and afternoon I get a mixture of porridge and butternut or porridge and apple. Not helluva exciting, but then I am still getting a taste for things. One thing I do know is that it makes one hell of a mess. This whole spoon into mouth, swallow thing still has me a bit baffled., but as with my blog I will get better at it.


I'm just over five months now, have no idea of my current weight, but dad was complaining that he weights like 90 or something so is now hitting the gym in the morning. I felt a bit sorry, so I'm letting him and mom sleep through now. I'll give them a chance before I wake them again in the night, for now I'm quite enjoying the long rests. Collio, over and out form me. New update to follow shortly.

Easter Hunt - now with pictures, thanks dad

Easter was an eventful day. It was my first Easter too, so I was still trying to figure out how a bunny fits into the whole scope of things since which chickens did he steal the eggs from and why are the eggs made of this sweet stuff that mom usually finds in my nappy? I guess these questions will all be answered in the years to come so I will update you when I find out, perhaps shed light on this for one of life's greatest mysteries.

Anyway, I ate one of these eggs, and wow they're pretty cool; can't say I think that it would be that tasty with bacon on Saturday morning, but dad eats them all the time so maybe it's not just a breakfast thing. I think I could get used to this. Here's the sequence of events on Easter, as you can see I was clearly very keen to get my mitts on those eggs. Mom spoiled the fun before I even got to eat it, but at least I could wipe all of that browny goodness on my lips.

Maltese Monstrosity

Oops dad has been really slack at downloading the pictures from his camera. I asked him a couple of times, but there is some lame excuse about being busy. No excuse is a good excuse I told him so here we go. As I mentioned just before Easter, the weather was pretty bad. Cold. Mom has this strange fetish for fluffy things with ears. Put them on me and I look like a pink dyed maltese poodle with googly eyes. See for yourself. Granted, it's warm, but heck I want some Baby GAP, if one of you see her soon, tell her to get with the programme.

I'm also tipping the scales quite nicely for an almost five month old, don't know the exact weight but you can see it in my thighs :-(