DEAR BABIES, so it would appear that mummy is on some sort of mission at the moment to tire me out every day. You are all probably giggling at this knowing full well your mummy does the same. They don't realise we're on to their plan. Some days I get to go to two classes plus the park. It's awesome. It doesn't make me sleep any differently in the day though, I make sure of that by keeping myself busy with my toys whilst we are at home. I still only treat myself to a quick power nap of 20/30 minutes a few times each week. Now some of you babies reading this will need more sleep during the daytime and that's totally fine; just make sure you are spending enough quality time with ma and pa by keeping them company during the night.
so on Saturday we went to see some donkeys. they're kind of like ponies but a bit bigger, less smelly and with longer ears. of course the hat they placed on top of my little head was enormous but i still rocked that look. now, i made sure my daddy got as much out of this ride as i did by not holding on EVER. this way he had to squeeze me.
afterwards, we went to local veggie cafe and i had a yummy egg sandwich. well, some of it, some was sprinkled over the table, mummy and the floor. what fun! your mummy may be as clever as mine is; she's cottoned on to me liking to spill my drinks and now she moves said drink miles across the table out of my reach. mmm... let me know if you have any ideas on this. it has been suggested i vomit in order that she give me my drink back. not liking this idea a whole lot. i suggest crying and kicking. usually works.
if you ever find yourself in the position i was on Sunday, here are some tips. i'll set the scene first: it was a wet and windy, grey day. we were high up in the country. (parent's think highly of views it appears; babies less so!). i was not up for getting out of my nice, warm and cosy ( plus dry) stroller but i was plonked on my new micro scooter, helmet on head. NOT HAPPY. needless to say i did my following tips:
*cried at volume.
*shook my head.
*wiped my eyes as if tired.
* sat on ground.
and lastly i found a big, lovely muddy puddle and i splashed and kicked mud all up myself.
oh, and then for added measure (remember this one babies) i fell over so mud was on my hands and knees and then bottom. job done i think.
we also squeezed in a quick beach visit this weekend. (i told you my mummy was trying to tire me out). i kept my parent's on their toes though i can tell you. when on the beach, always go near the water. freaks adults out and you'll always get a cuddle. i also refused to walk far (saving my energy) instead opting for sitting and throwing sand around which is my parting advice - sand flys really well so throw up high, best to close your eyes though to protect them.