standing...well, almost.

I managed to stand up for the first time!

Wow the view was so much better up high.
Why was my butt sticking out?
Hmm...I need to work on my posture a little more.

sleepy head

Perhaps it was my jet-lag, or I was sleeping off the end of that nasty lergy.  Either way I was sleeping like a baby and mommy had to wake me at 7:30am for once!

feeling poorly

My temperature was 104F!

Drowsy....
I need to lie down.
Now!

going home

Nine hours into our flight and with only two hours sleep I didn't feel all that good. 

I was remarkably chirpy though.  We were almost home!

UK. Meal time

I was on strike during the trip.  I knew mommy was worried because my tummy was going and going and yet I wasn't eating.  Well I just didn't feel like it.

Grandpa was doing the tsk tsk tsk to get me to open my mouth. Ha! No chance.
Mommy!  Shall we play?
Oh no.  He's pretty persistent but so was I!

UK, day 5. Good Friday

Thank you auntie Anne for my Easter bonnet.

As usual I was more interesting in the bag.
Wow.  Uncle Alan actually encouraged me to chew on the bag! 
Daddy looked surprisingly good with my hat on too.
Flashing my killer smile.

Another bag for me to play with!  And thank you uncle Terry and Auntie Val for my cute outfit.
Yum yum.  Paper!
Having a tug at auntie Val's bling bling.
Uncle Terry with my brother Henry.  Henry continued to entertain our guests while I took a nap break.  Thanks Henry!

UK, day 5. Trip to the hospital

My traveller's tummy got me a check up at the hospital.  The good thing is I got to try out my new car seat.

Ahhhhh...front facing at long last.  I used to get so bored looking tat the chair back.
Must resist sleep...keep eyes open.

UK, day 4. A different sort of playdate.

I was a social butterfly that day.

I was ready to crawl away!  One, two, three here I come!
Oh no my leg was caught.  Note to self:  need to work out where to place leg to avoid future embarrassments.
It's better to lean back and be entertained.
I think I was wearing Jim out.
Look at attention I got!
Smooch time with Grandpa.
I was trying to pull hair out of his ear.  Naughty me.
Oh no he realised my plot.  I hope my smile was sufficient to cover my tracks.
Grandpa sneaking a kiss.

Helga

Hello my name is Helga and I am from Sweden.

UK, day 3. Back to my usual self!

Play time with Grandma.

Not without lots of chewing of course.
Grandpa should have come down and played.



Showing off my clapping trick.