: : : Here is the news for June : : :

Monday 30th June

Today I sat up unaided and more importantly ON MY OWN for a matter of seconds. Dad did help a little bit with the actual propping up bit and there I stayed, looking hungrily at my toes for quite some time. After a while I leant over a little bit too far and ended up with one of my feet in my mouth. This was entirely by design.

Sunday 29th June

Today I went on my second ever picnic. As usual I wasn't actually invited to eat at the dinner table. I was allowed to watch the proceedings though - either from the comfort (and safety) of my pram, or from the danger of my playmat, placed on the floor. Mercifully I had been placed in the shade where I was safe from the hot hot sun. Dad was there too. He likes the shade.

Saturday 28th June

Today I have been looked after my one of my lovely grandmas. She has been playing lots of games with me and making me laugh a lot. Mum and Dad have been laughing a lot too, but that's mostly because I'm not hampering their movements around the house.

Gramdma also became my first every babysitter. Mum and Dad managed to escape the house together at about 9.00pm and I was quite well behaved. When they came back I was asleep on grandma - I decided I needed an extra bit of comfort and luckily she was available. She was more than adequately comfortable.

I have eaten some sweet potato today. There was a small amount of orange sick that somehow meant that I had to have a whole change of clothes.

Friday 27th June
There was something I meant to write here today but I've sort of forgotten. I can't remember everything - I'm only a baby after all.

Thursday 26th June
I had a *bumpy* start to the day, but it's gone uphill from there. I did quite a bit of sitting up practice with Dad and I managed a few seconds before my usually boy folding in half trick that always happens when no one is holding my arms. Dad propped me up with a few cushions which helped a little bit. I still found myself eating cushion after a few moments though. It's the sideways balance which always lets me down.

Wednesday 25th June
It looks like I have got my first cold. Firstly there's the blocked up nose and secondly there is the sore throat and cough. It kept EVERYONE awake last night.

I had my first go at learning to crawl this morning. I managed to get all of my weight on to my toes and even managed to pull one of my knees forward. I didn't know what to do after that so I fell onto my tummy again. Dad was the only one who saw me though and I don't think Mum believed him - a bit like when he said he saw the hedgehog jumping over our fence.

Tuesday 24th June
Everything has proceeded according to plan today. Thanks to everyone who helped.

Monday 23rd June
Peter has been very nice to me today - apparently his tooth isn't causing him any worries today, so there have been plenty of cuddles and strokes and pats. He has also been very good a sharing MY toys with me. He likes to either bring me all of my toys all at once or take them all away from me. Today he has been in a sharing mood.

Sunday 22nd June
My sleeping patterns remain unpredictable, unless of course it's night time. In which case you'll still find me most wide awake until at least 9.30. Dad is still taking me for little walks to settle me down but it doesn't seem to be working. I'm sure he has ulterior motives anyway - sometimes we go to Max and Alek's house and Dad nearly always comes home with half a pie (delicious by the way) or some Jam or something.

Saturday 21st June
I'm trying really hard to sit up. I can sort of balance for a few seconds but then gravity takes over and my head slowly falls forward until it touches my knees. Mum assures me that it won't be long before I can sit up and then I'll be able to use the special clamp-on seat that Mum has borrowed from Sam.

Friday 20th June
The health visitor came to see me today. I have been weighed. I weigh a whole 17lbs. which makes me a very average baby indeed. Anway - I was very very good indeed - UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE. Peter did make a bit of a fuss but I think he has a tooth coming through.

Thursday 19th June
My plan to never go to sleep until the last possible moment seems to be slightly annoying Mum and Dad. I don't think that they fully understand my grand plan. I'm not entirely sure that I do, but Mum and Dad are going to have to run with it until I have formalised my ideas in some way. All this means that they will mostly be having to stay awake with me.

Wednesday 18th June
I went for my usual evening stroll with Dad this evening and tonight after wandering the streets for a bit while I was busy urgling and not going to sleep, we went to Max and Alek's house. I let Max check my feet out. He seemed quite taken with them. I put them in my mouth for safe keeping. I guessed he wouldn't want them if they were wet. He didn't.

Tuesday 17th June
It seems that toes come with a health warning. It is important not to try too hard to swallow the whole foot as this can lead to sickness.

That leads me nicely onto the party which I attended today. It was Sue's birthday and I was sick at it. I wasn't the only one though - Peter was sick at it too. Everyone had a lovely time.

If anyone cares I am 5 months old today. 5 whole wide months. It's not going to be long before I am half. Great things are expected by then.

Monday 16th June
Is there anything tastier than ones own toes?

Sunday 15th June
It's been very hot today and I have felt a little bit wilted at times. I've been in the baby carrying device with Dad today for the first time. He nearly got it completely right - apart from the fact that the whole baby carrying device was upside down. He did nip in to a book shop so that he could correct it though, after that I didn't feel like such a foolish baby in an upside down carrier.

Saturday 14th June
I was a little better behaved last night although I still played my not wanting to go to sleep tricks in the evening (and I plan to be playing them tonight too) I'm planning on sleeping at around 9.30, but waking up for a light snack at 10ish. I like to make sure that my stomach is always nice and full.

Friday 13th June
I have been quite noisy all day. For one thing I have realised that it's much nicer to be carried around than it is to lie on my play mat. Although being carried around doesn't have the major toy benefits that my play mat has it does mean that at least one of mum's hands is holding me and that mean that I have at least 50% of the attention. Peter is usually quite active in his persuance of attention and he has all the benefits of speed and agility that I sadly don't possess at the moment. All I have on my side is volume.

Thursday 12th June
Dad has been taking me for long walks in the evening recently trying to get me to go to sleep. We usually go for about half an hour around the streets of my town at top speed until I drift off into sleep. The whole thing is enormous fun.

When I get home I wake up fully refreshed and ready for lovely Mum to fill me full of food. It's a great life.

Wednesday 11th June
Once again I have excelled myself in the staying awake late competition that I am having with myself. Tonight I managed to stay fully alert and ready for any games that might be played with me until 10.00pm. Granted, It may have looked as if I was briefly asleep for about twenty minutes after about 9.00, but I can assure you that I was merely in deep contemplation and definately not asleep.

Tuesday 10th June
Roll over on to my tummy. Roll over on to my back. Roll over onto my tummy. Get put back on to the mat. Roll over on to my tummy. Roll over on to my back. Roll over onto my tummy. Get put back on to the mat. Roll over on to my tummy. Roll over on to my back. Roll over onto my tummy. Get put back on to the mat. Roll over on to my tummy. Roll over on to my back. Roll over onto my tummy. Get put back on to the mat. Roll over on to my tummy. Roll over on to my back. Roll over onto my tummy. Get put back on to the mat. Roll over on to my tummy. Roll over on to my back. Roll over onto my tummy. Get put back on to the mat. Roll over on to my tummy. Roll over on to my back. Roll over onto my tummy. Get put back on to the mat........ ROLLING OVER RULES!!!!!

Monday 9th June
I am finding it increasingly difficult to get to sleep. I always go to sleep at around 7.00 in the evening after my bath, but then I wake up about 20 minutes later. That little cat nap seems to do me until about 9.30. What Dad and Mum are supposed to do with me until 9.30 is a tricky question. Dad has been taking me for long bracing walks. That sends me right off to sleep until we get home. Apparently it's important to remember that this is just a phase that I'm going through.

Sunday 8th June
I have learned the ways of the raspberry. Although Dad has been accused of teaching me the correct methods for raspberry blowing but I can state here that it was nothing to do with him. Like so many other bad habits, I have picked it up from Peter. I haven't quite perfected the whole thing yet. There does tend to be a large amount of dribble produced. I'll be looking to cut that part down to a minimum while maximising noise in the future.

Saturday 7th June
I'm trying to sit up all the time now, even when I'm in my relaxation chair. I've always got my head lifted up in a kind of "oooh i'm nearly doing it" way. Peter keeps telling me to sit up too, which is very encouraging.

I'm finding it very difficult to get to sleep recently. I think the problem is that I get too tired to eat properly and then I even get too tired to sleep. Too tired to sleep - whoever heard of such a thing? It's very real let me tell you and it happens round at our house quite frequently. I still like to get up at the same unearthly hour though.

Friday 6th June
Peter has been kissing me a lot today. There has been a small amount of dribble involved, but as I was already covered in my own dribble and a little bit of sick, the extra didn't make much difference. The trouble with being a baby is coping with the sheer volume of liquids which can suddenly appear without warning. I'm not a very dribbly baby though - not like some.

Thursday 5th June
There has been just a little bit of deception this evening around bedtime. I was still awake when Peter was being put to bed so Mum said that she would take me downstairs. To my surprise we DID go downstairs and I didn't go back up to my room for several hours. I played quietly on my mat for ages while Mum and Dad ate their delicious smelling tea.

I've got fat wrists and knees. I'm starting to get a little bit worried about them - I'm sure I'm not supposed to have that many wrinkles in my joins.

Wedesday 4th June
I am just not going to sleep this evening. I've got a very sore tummy (i think). Anyway - its very big and round and it seems that it may be full of air as Peter keeps pointing at me and saying "a bit of wind". Dad had to take me out for a little drive to send me off to sleep. His plan worked perfectly until we got back home and I woke up. Then I went to sleep again. And then I woke up. Repeat...

Tuesday 3rd June
My cousin Andrew came to see me today. Same name - different person. You can tell that he's a different person because of how much larger than me he is. Anyhow - My Auntie Gaye cuddled me for a very long time. I exuded feelings of warmth and love. and was very peaceful. I'm so used to exuding feelings of warmth of *a different kind* I think you all know what I'm saying. I SHALL GO NO FURTHER.

Monday 2nd June
Mum and Dad say that they had an uneventful night with few disturbances and no baby related action. I must try harder this evening - I feel as if my control of the situation is slipping and I mustn't let them have the upper hand. Its lucky that I'm able to turn them to putty with my smile. Sadly this doesn't work at night in the dark at 4.30am.

Sunday 1st June
Today has mostly been to do with Peter, but I have played my little part in the birthday shennanigans too. I have been doing a lot of very loud singing, although some may call it squeaking. There was also a little bit of projectile vomiting but we won't go into the actual unfortunate gory details of that.

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