DEAR BABIES what a weekend of stress hey? did you have to give gifts and makes cards for your mummy too? as if we don't have enough to be getting on with. apparently, being our carers warrants celebration once a year. where's our day hey?
regardless, daddy had bought a few gifts on my behalf that i handed to mummy. naturally i took all the recognition. my advice to other babies is to hand over said gifts with a hugely cute smile on your face and then extend your arms out for a cuddle. you'll get smothered in love all day. ahhh... i now get it - the big people claim this day is for mummys but really it's our day after all. fantastic.
so our mummys seemingly have mummys too. so off we trotted to spend some time with her - we'll call her 'older mum'. she's the one who spoils me with chocolate buttons (and not the dark, organic, low sugar rubbish mummy buys me) and Quaver crisps. yummy in my tummy. i was my typical sunny self on the journey but once i we were at the older mum's house, i made my presence felt by madly running around, getting into everything and pulling entire contents of all storage out. although, as all we babies know, it's good fun putting it all away again but shhhh don't let on to the big people.
i decided on route to nanas not to sleep that day and i stuck to this. it's mummy's day after all and she wanted to have me around as much as possible. we're are true givers aren't we.
daddy wasn't around much this weekend. his gift to mummy i think. so we two ladies went to see the ducks and swans. lovely creatures, but not so keen on babies yelling at them 'quack, quack...'. sulky little beings. we did some shopping at a craft fair. i thought the balloon we got was for me but it turns out it came with us to nana's house where it stayed. had i have known i would have pushed for a balloon of my own.
i'm going to let you in on a secret: some times we get taken into nursery at the weekend! i know, odd. my mummy stayed with me and i showed her what i normally play with and she chatted like chickens with other mummys. fun morning. think when it's daddy's turn it'll be even more great, 'cause i can get away with way more.