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12 December 2004
October 2005
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bulletTrick Or Treat!

Sometimes, just sometimes, I'm not always the little angelic munchkin that most people think I am. Occasionally this transformation is caught on camera. Just as well it is nearly Hallowe'en, eh?

What?

Poste Italiane have lost my pitchfork?

They shall feel my wrath!

bulletThomas The Tank Engine Is No Friend Of Mine

This month we went on a trip to Wellington Country Park. Mamma and Daddy were able to enjoy the autumnal sunshine while I slept in my pushchair. We also went on a model train. Perhaps I was just a bit too young or the weather wasn't quite right, but as you can see from the photos I really was not convinced by this little train.

This train is just as much fun as it looks.
Thank heavens that's finished...
There were some big smelly farm animals too. Daddy likes pigs; I can't say that I particularly share his enthusiasm.

bulletLet Me Come Over

Mamma and Daddy arranged some guests for me this month. On 5th October Zie Fabi and Giulia (remember them?) stayed for a week.

Another day, another soft-play date...
Here's the proof that we were invaded by the Leone sisters.

bulletWoo Yay!

For many, many years Daddy and Mamma have been collecting CDs and DVDs. Unfortunately I have discovered that if I grab a pile of them just so, they all fall off the shelf with a satisfying crash. For some reason Daddy has started hiding his CDs in a large plastic crate in the garage and Mamma has moved all of the DVDs beyond my reach.

Obviously I need a new challenge now. I wonder what I might find in those other cupboards...?

bulletBathtime Versus Swimming

As these photos prove, I now love bathtime. Nearly every evening, Daddy fills the bathtub for me. I have to make sure that he does it right, so I always stand on the floor holding onto the edge of the bath admiring the warm water and bath foam. Once all that tedious washing business is out of the way, bathtime means that I can spend a happy twenty minutes playing in the bath foam, chewing my sponge and knocking Splashy the Penguin off my bath seat.

Now look at the underwater photo taken at my last swimming lesson a couple of months ago. Spot the difference!

Help! I'm being attacked by a mutant cloud!

Compare these photos:
left - happy
right - not happy

 

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