Hello all, sorry for the long gap between this and the last update! I'm a busy little girl you know and Mummy and Daddy have had a hard time keeping up with me!
Most recently I've been back to see the now not so nice Doctor who after weighing me (9lbs now!) decided to attack me for no reason and stab me in the leg not once but TWICE! Of course I dealt with it very well by showing how brave I was, kicking the Doctor and then using my great big Daddy to hide behind! Daddy said I was very brave and that for my first ever jabs I did really well. I am quite frankly disturbed at this "first ever" remark. If they think I'm falling for that again they have another thing coming! As if being stabbed twice by the silly doctor wasn't bad enough, she also said I had a small head and wants to see me again soon to check it's growing properly. What a cheek! She was a fine one to talk. At least my nose fits my face unlike hers!
Anyway. Mummy and Daddy have bought a big ugly thing they call a Caravan. Nobody likes it except them. Apparently they got it for me so I went away with them in it so as not to hurt their feelings. I did cringe when the neighbours all came out to watch Daddy try and reverse it onto the driveway. Eventually a helpful neighbour put some hazard tape on the nearest buildings and clever daddy managed to squeeze it into the 40ft gap he had to put it into. Considering that it was not a hotel like the one I live in, it wasn't that bad but I had to sleep on the floor which I was not too impressed with. During our trips in the Caravan, I've been to a few restaurents and a couple of pubs including a nightclub and found them to be very nice places. Mummy said I was a very good girl for staying quiet through the meals, but that was so I could keep them awake later on (he he).
I've discoverd a new thing called swimming. I rather like it, although it's most annoying that I have to wait until I am 20lbs before I can find a nappy big enough to swim in! So until then I have to get Mummy to take me swimming in the big bath with my rubber ducky. It's great fun, especially when there are bubbles and I've already learnt to paddle.
I've also learnt a new form of communication with the big people called "talking". It's a shame to have to resort to such low levels of communication but it's the only way I can make any sense to anyone over the age of 4. I'[ve also discovered that if I talk and smile at the same time, everyone gets very excited and start to pull silly faces and talk all stupid! It's very funny so I'll keep doing it, but not too much...that way I'll keep them all interested and keen!
I've visited Nanny and Granddad Baker, Nanny Robinson before she went to Bulgaria (whatever that is) and also been visited by Granddad and Nanny Robinson as well as Nanny Merrit & Pop. It was Daddy's Birthday a little while ago and I wrote him his very first Card from me. He said it was very special and was really pleased with it. He wasn't so pleased later though when I gave him a VERY SPECIAL birthday present thanks to the laxatives the nasty doctor gave me for my dodgy belly! Still, I felt better for it! I'm only little you know and I stored that all up for nearly 2 weeks just for Daddy! Mummy had to help him deal with it as he was overcome with emotion....or something!
So, it's been busy busy busy. I've got to go now and I have to supervise Daddy doing the gardening whilst I lounge in the shade.
BIG KISSES XXXX
Baby B.
