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 !!!