Oh, Oh, Oh, My First Christmas

Merry Christmas everyone. What great fun, I awoke this morning and I gather some man in a red suite riding a reindeer flew through the sky like a comet and delivered a pile of presents just for me. Well, Mam & Dad's got some as well but my pile is a lot bigger.

I was dressed in a fetching red outfit for our Christmas family photo, luckily you haven't seem yesterdays where I was a bit of a prancer, dressed as a reindeer with matching antler hat! Some lady in our local supermarket called me Rudolf (who's he?)

Well must dasher and dancer down stairs to open all my presents, I believe the wrapping is usually more interesting than the contents, well we little people think so.

Look carefully and you will see who helped Father Christmas deliver my goodies.

Happy 8th Month Day To Me

I am 8 months old today, hurrah. Guess how I celebrated? firstly had great fun at Jolly Babies where we meet and our Mummies join us in songs, then would you believe it I was dragged of to the doctors and was jabbed in the leg! Something to do with "new moo cockups" apparently I don't want that.

Generously I passed on my cold to Mama, but not the squity bottom, and Dada has avoided the lot. I'll get him next time.

We're off to Germany to see the Xmas markets next week, so I will give you an update on my views of Bratwurst, Reibekuchen, Gluehwien and something that looks like a breast floating in custard! Until next time Auf Wiedersehen.

Halloween Pumpkin - I'm a Treat not a trick

Happy Halloween to all, what do you think of my outfit? I'm sure this is for my parents benefit and not mine, then again I should be thankful it could have been a skeleton or little devil outfit. I presume the photos will come out again in years to come at the most embarrassing moments, such as when I bring a boyfriend home.

Then again I had pumpkin and sweet potato for lunch and that was quite tasty.

I gather they have plans for something else for me to wear come Christmas time so there will be more photos for me to cringe at in a few weeks.

What's the Time - Tooth Hurty!

Hello again, Autumn is here and the rain is shuttering down, keeping me in doors contemplating my sore mouth. It appears my pearly ivories are comming through, I have one appearing at the front and the others are giving me some trouble. I am drooling all over, and not because any gorgeous men have gone by.

This weaning food stuff is variable, had mango today and that was OK, but you can keep your beetroot and I'm not that keen on avocado either.

I'm now sitting up as you can see, not interested in crawling but quite enjoy standing up. So my plan is to move straight to walking whilst my parents aren't looking. That will scare the hell out of them, nothing will be safe within grasp!

I'm A Video Star

Here's my first video, eating my curds and wey, well milk rice actually, yuk! Quality is a bit poor, but better ones will follow.

Yum Yum, Wallpaper Paste!

Now, apparently at five and a half months I am not weighing enough (12lbs 15oz) so today I was introduced to the exciting world of solid food, weaning they call it. So I was given this milk rice stuff, I thought it was gooing to have some yummy new flavour instead I get - wall paper paste, yuk!

Well if this is as good as it gets, I'm staying on the bottle! As you can see from my face I was not impressed. My parents' food seems so much more interesting, hopefully mine will soon.

Me and my Mummy

Let me introduce you to my mummy, mama, mater, chief feeder, washer, cuddler, my greatest fan and all round star! Well maybe I am a little biased.

We went out socialising recently and she was looking a bit of dish, you can see who I take after in the looks department. sorry Dad!

In The Summer Time, When The Weather Is Fine

What glorious weather we are having here in the UK. I have been out meeting my admirers, and had the opportunity to try out my summer wardrobe. I think I look rather fetching, nice hat don't you think?
Beside me are my two friends Ollie Octopus and Teething Woofer, very good at distracting me when I go off on one. Well must dash as it's bathtime.

Bjorn Again!

Hello fans, I'm back. Been out today, firstly strapped in to the extremely uncomfortable car seat, if you don't believe me try pulling your car seat tight between your legs and see how your eyes water. Then my Father was using A Baby Bjorn Accessory (ABBA, Bjorn Again get it, these are the jokes folks) to carry me around.

My Dad loves it, it's a real babe magnet. All the girls look at him in a "Oh what a modern man look" and smile sweetly. I think he looks a bit of a plonker, and it aint that comfortable either. It's also bit of a granny magnet but Dad prefers the babes.

If I get another person saying I look like my Father I will scream (more than usual). I mean how am I supposed to attract a tall dark man with a hairy chest, looking like a bloke with a chippy head and a bent nose? Now if I looked like my Mother that would be a different matter, tall, blond, blue eyes, nice feeding stations and long legs. Get real folks, I look like my Mother!!!

Well must be off its bedtime. Done some excellent bottom burps today. Amazing when your my age you can get away with it, give it a few years and potential suitors might not be so impressed. Night night, sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite.

Shoes, Glorious Shoes!

Oh what a day, I started my shoe collection! I now have a variety of colours and styles (as you know a girl can never have enough shoes) to go with my outfits. My Mum is well known for her excellent taste in shoes, and with my interest sadly the little wardrobe space Dad had may have to be reviewed.

I've been feeling a little temperamental today. I have been getting lots of cuddles by exercising my lungs and now my parents are trying to give me tough love. I wasn't for having it, however their threat of trading me in for a hamster has had the desired effect. Mind you Mum is on night duty tonight so I may get my revenge.

Putting on weight, how dare you!

Sorry for the lack of updates, I've been busy - growing. Well would you believe it I went down to the clinic to day and there were other small people like me, I was made to remove my clothes (in public mind you) and placed on some scales. I am proud to announce I weighed in at 8lb 4oz, not bad for 5 weeks old I thought. They said I was putting on weight, how dare they.

I was a bit annoyed they thought I was a boy, just because I wasn't in pink!

My Father (the ugly one of the 2 feeders) has called me the senf monster (senf being German mustard) just because of the contents of my nappy, I ask you, is there no dignity. Anyway, I got my own back as I deposited a portion on his hand, and gave him a cheeky grin at the same time.

Must fly, got some sleeping to do out doors in the sunshine and then it will be feeding time again, yippee. I eat SMA Gold, perhaps that stands for Senf Monsters Ars.... now then !!!

Isabella - Day 1

Me on my first day of birth, looking good eh!

Hello everyone, having just joined the human race on the 29th March 2006, this is my blog to keep you all informed of my days ahead. Mam and Dad are over the moon at my appearence (as to be expected as I am very cute). Come back on a regular basis to hear of all the things I get up to and for new photos of my daring adventures.