Its unlikely to last as I'm making up for lost time with all the junk that Dad can throw at me.... those chocolate coins are particularly tasty (I'll have to see if I can beat my current record of 3 in a row).

The timing of my recovery was perfect as I had an unexpected visit to Nanna & Grandads yesterday. The horse that rocked rolled , literally, was excellent fun, until my foot got jammed under the wheel in a high speed manoeuvre...... ouch, it really hurt. 

Anyway just to show you how ill I really was I sneaked this picture, using the handy self timer facility on my miniature camera..... So if this doesn't shock you into telling me who gave me the lurg, shame on you.

I wait to hear from you.

I'll have to be brief my friends for the lurg has returned and claimed me again.... I feel so awful I am typing this with a single finger, lying down in my cot.... I can hardly move.

Just had enough energy to publish some of my recent art works, which I hope you'll enjoy (definitely aided by my recent drug fuelled state I'm sure).

On a final note, before my complete collapse, I saw the floaty stuff on my front page on another site and thought it was pretty. No idea what it is, or what it means, if anything. Let me know if you are any the wiser my friends. Could it be connected with the red coated, bearded man????? the mystery deepens.

Who needs a heated room, when you feel that you are cooking from the inside... if I find out who gave this to me I'll show them..............   

Not much to tell really, with Mum being poorly it was a pretty dull week. So thankfully my laptop was recharged and ready for some more punishment - hope you like the puzzle - if you do, I'll rip up a few more photo's!.

The only bizarre thing was that I'm sure we visited the same place twice in 2 days, but they looked a bit different.... ever had that happen to you chums? Both times we travelled by car, as now now know the brrrm, brmmm thing is, to B.U.N.G.A.Y, or somewhere, I still have to stretch my neck to read some of the lower signs at speed. Anyway, the 1st day, before a nice unexpected visit to Gran & Grumps, the place was deserted and we wandered aimlessly for a while before going home..... only to return the next day, as I saw from the sign.... very odd. Had they forgotten something, like WE WERE HERE YESTERDAY?

However in their defence (weak moment I know) this time there were loads of people and other kids, some screaming their heads off and doing sit down protests.... must have seen my website! There were lots of funny things to see & smell, but I found it all rather boring if I'm honest and was glad to be gone!

The other day Mum got out this thing that looks like an old man with a white beard and a red outfit.... is he an ancient relative or something..... no idea - must investigate.

If you've managed to find this page then my new, hopefully simpler, site navigation has worked. Following feedback from some of my younger visitors, I hope my world is now an easier place to browse... if not, well I'll just have to lie down and scream as I've been up until all hours in my cot putting this together, my poor laptop is practically steaming.

I've just time to tell you about an horrific, unprovoked attack I was the victim of recently. Having plucked up the courage to plunge into one of those ball-pool things with my friend Annalise, we were attacked by what I can only describe a young thug. First he pelted my face with balls, from less than 2 feet away, and then attempted to suffocate me by holding me under the balls. I was both shocked and terrified, and made sure that everyone knew all about it, with volume level 10 scream. It took Dad to come in and rescue me from this common scum (strong words I know chums, but I have seen a darker side to life and its not pretty).

I think I might be suffering from Post Traumatic Stress as I'm now covered in red blotches all over my body..... thankfully, I don't think I'm meeting anyone soon as looking like this would just be too embarrassing.             

Hopefully nothing is broken, mentally or physically and this body lurg will be gone soon or I'll have to be quarantined, just like an animal.   

Anyway, back to more important matters, the sharing of baby tactics, so read this carefully my friends as this could be valuable information. If you are finding like me that not ALL of our obviously innocent behaviour is being tolerated anymore, then to get ones own way, sometimes more direct action is required.

In the comfort of your own home Mum & Dad tend to be rather relaxed (sometimes) about these things and the odd scream or rant has little impact. However, exaggerate this behaviour significantly, in a very public place (preferably a busy shop) and you will be surprised what you can quickly achieve.

My current favourite, if foolishly being left to walk unaided, is to lie on the floor of the chosen public building and scream as if you've just trapped your fingers in a door (I hope I'm not the only one who's done this!). You will find yourself quickly removed from the offending location and attention and other treats heaped upon you. I suggest use in moderation, to avoid the fraud being detected, but encourage practice to perfect the realism of the tragedy.

Let me know how you get on - email me at the normal address, or speak to me at the next toddler gathering. Good luck fellow toddler warriors.   

Now I have found that all of my favourite things are right there on the pages of my books, and I never tire of pointing things out, time & time & time again..... you just can have enough of a good thing.

Funny thing is that many of these little stories seem to involve animal or child cruelty... blind mice, blackbird pie, pigs eating beef, or people falling down hills on their heads.... bizarre.

So that keeps me, and my chosen book holder quite busy... but still with enough time for me to perfect my other trick..... jumping. I can now just about get both feet off the floor, and land again without falling over, all from a standing start........ next time I see you all I'll have to show you. 

I must go and recharge both my & the laptop batteries, as I didn't sleep well after a top night with Jo & Annalise who I must have chased around the house 100 times!

At first I thought I was seeing bright lights and hearing loud noises for no apparent reason, just as I was trying to sleep.... but on Saturday all became clear, well sort of.

I was unexpectedly wheeled out in the dark, feeling better for the company of Megan I must say, to witness a spectacular display of these noise making things. One after the other they leapt into the sky, making pretty patterns and lots & lots of noise... my ears had this funny ringing sound in them for days afterwards. My fan club was also present (I'll explain further another time... its a long story), they seem to follow me everywhere.... idolised, or stalked, at such a young age! 

All of this light & sound was preceded by a strange thing indeed, a pile of things covered in these flickering lights that were all orange and red. The most bizarre thing though was that there was a man sitting on top of this pile before the wavy lights appeared, but after a time he just disappeared.... very strange indeed. I still have a lot to learn.

Well the noises seem to have mostly stopped now, so maybe I'll get some sleep tonight.

After a week of boring normality, a weekend pick-me-up with some fun & games with my friend Megan - you really are now getting about, and have a strong grip - on some of MY toys!

Having exhausted myself, I prepared myself for a revitalising sleep, only to be really disorientated at around 2:00am. It seemed as if time had gone backwards and I awoke feeling very strange.... where was I, what time was it.

Well, regrettably without access to my laptop (batteries were on overnight recharge - the electric is cheaper), I only had 1 option left..... SCREAM!!!!!!!!!

Mum & Dad were obviously equally affected by this disorientation, so to help them through it I repeated the exercise at carefully timed hourly intervals, until I was finally exhausted sometime later.

Things are returning to normal, but something strange happened which I may only understand when I'm a big girl (provided its not too technical!).        

Enough of the heavy stuff, I'm off to chew some more of my books.  

The timing of my rejuvenation was perfect, as I've just had an excellent time with my cousin Robert, running around and causing lots of mischief.

All this after I was taken out in what seemed the middle of the night to meet loads of people I didn't know, in some strange place with loud music... (had a great dance to my favourite song of the moment... Kylie (friends order your copy on the web now, it's got such a catchy beat, I bet you won't be able to stand still).

We also went splashing in the big bath, and Dad was in there as well. What fun as he threw me higher and more often than Mum, I hope he comes again.

On a more worrying note is my likeness to less savoury characters. I thought I was very photogenic, until I got a glimpse of this horrible picture. Well at least I might have set a record for the youngest person in history to have a mugshot.   

I've seen the pictures of burning animals..... am I next? The smell of bonfires just makes me go cold I can tell you!

As a result I'm on my best behaviour, and haven't broken anything for days. I've even taken to degrading myself, dancing naked at Nanna & Granddad's yesterday - anything for clemency, and a stay of execution!!!!! I've emailed Amnesty international who say they might be able to set up a candlelit vigil outside my bedroom window if things get really grim.

Had you all fooled I bet..... whilst I have got this lurg thing, other than a bit of a sore mouth, my hands & feet have been fine (as far as I can tell).

Hope you are hoof & mouth free my friends. If you see anyone piling bales of straw & wood in your back garden, whilst it could be for this bonfire thing in a few weeks that I am not really clear about... be careful, it might be for you!

The past few days I've hardly finished my tea when I've fallen asleep...... all that play time lost!

I think that I might have been drugged or lightly sedated..... are they trying to tame the Minx (never).

Anyway, I was planning to get some rest now, to flush these toxins from my system, ready for another assault on the world...........      

All was going nicely... my sessions in the big bath are coming on nicely, I've mastered the wild thrashing. Funny though, everyone moves away covering their faces.... something I did?

Then what I thought was to be a pleasant experience - a trip to the doctor man, turns into a horrible torture session. They stuck this sharp thing in my leg... and Mum sat and watched!!!!! - I was so outraged I gave them maximum volume (which I only reserve for special occasions). They won't forget me in a hurry!

Anyway Mum, if you are clever enough to work out how to read this stuff, you can tell your friend I told Megan all about it at her party (cracking time by the way - I ate so much I thought I was going to be sick!). She is now fully prepared to take pre-emptive action if required to prevent a similar fate befalling her.

So friends, beware your baby rights may well be being violated, with child experimentation widespread. So I'll speak to you again soon, provided I haven't been secretly poisoned.

By the way, hope you enjoy the selection of my holiday photo's , which I've just had delivered by courier to my cot - fantastic this internet shopping. Maybe I'll try a curry tomorrow night, or do you think the smell might give it away?.        

Anyway I digress (new word for the week), the memorable event of the week was being imprisoned in Mum's car, for what seemed hours. Normally if they leave you all strapped in, its only for a short while before they return.... well Mum did return, but couldn't get back into the car (I don't know why as she always has done before). I think it must have been due to the dangly things she normally takes with her, still being attached near the wheel thing inside the car that she turns to make is go round corners.

So having been there a while, and with crowds gathering outside with toys (cruel or what!) and with oxygen levels obviously getting low, screaming was definitely in order, until my release. She won't be doing that again in a hurry... I hope.

Saw Gran & Grumps today and had great fun with them both. As everybody is so impressed with my dancing I been practising a new trick (the spin). Friends you can turn quickly round, whilst still standing up (mind you after a few turns your head feels all funny, and you fall over).... oh, the fun of growing up.

Must go and sell my shares, before I'm technically bankrupt.  

I don't understand, nor at this time in my little life do I want to.... if it doesn't involve food or play then its too complicated!

Anyway most things seem to have come to a halt... not sure why... but in keeping with this Edie World will be suspended until next week, when hopefully the world is a better place.   

Sleep well my chums.     

I've had my first bus ride (to this weird place - big glass bubbles built into the side of a hill, where it was very warm inside with many weird plants growing there).

Also, my first boat trip (an open car like thing that floats on water - for my younger readers), this was to this pretty village of Padstow.

I had great fun on the beach, getting my new shoes soaked in 30 seconds (a new record even for me). They have these little natural paddling pools like things that just had to be investigated - and they are wet!            

I went on another bike (obviously not mine as it was not as comfortable - but everybody still stared - am I really that gorgeous (ah, the vanity of the young).

Then just as I was getting into this new lifestyle, another lifetime in a car, and we were home again - with my friends across the road keen to see me, as was my cat, that seemed to have missed having her tail pulled - who says they don't like it).

With both Mum & Dad still about the house all day, its taken me a bit longer to get this to you. So if you get a chance, say Cornwall to your Mum & Dad, and who knows you might have as good a holiday as I did.        

I seen secret papers for a holiday next year, skiing (whatever that is) - with my chums Joe & Annalise, its going to be such fun.

On top of all this, I'm on holiday any day now, all I know is some place called Corn Wall, after much surfing I now know it is Cornwall, and is miles away, it'll take days to get there - but I'm really looking forward to it. Hopefully it will not be in that outdoor room with wobbly walls, as the nights are getting cold, and I don't want a chill.

Anyway must go and recharge my palmtop batteries so I can make notes during the week - an invaluable, but expensive gadget, that every toddler should have. 

Speak to you again after my next adventure.     

Until next time, with hopefully some more exciting things to say.     

This place also has creatures there like in my books, which you can touch - they feel really funny. They make these weird noises - Baaaaa, Oink & quack, which I've heard Mum & Dad try and make (nothing like the real thing by the way). I'm not sure what their real names are, I'll have to ask someone a bit older, but not Mum & Dad as they might think I'm thick.

So to the weekend and cousin Robert, long time no see. He's still coming on, but still a bit on the shy side, I don't know why though as I won't bite. The reason for our meeting was another birthday, this one Nanna's. Not 1 this time but 60. Yes chums that's 60, not 6. My. my we have got such a long time to cause some real trouble with all that time to plan - the world really is in big trouble.

After tearing round & round  the house over 100 times (I counted - yes adults we little ones can count, it just humours us to see the pain you go through teaching us something we already know!), it was off for a walk, or should I say a sand blasting. I was being carried in my high royal throne, on dad's back, into a howling gale - so strong I could hardly open my eyes. You'll be pleased to know I can still see, but will be picking sand out of my ears and other crevices for days, if not weeks.

Well after all that excitement, just time to secretly upload this page, and then off to bed.    

The week passed in a bit of a daze really, with just the usual faces and routines.

Things perked up at the weekend with a trip to Gran & Grumps, and another trip to the big outdoor bath without any edges, and moving water - still a mystery. I think they were trying to keep me dry, but I was having none of it.... 30 seconds was all it took to get soaked, almost to knee height.

Anyway I am feeling recharged and ready for the demands of the week ahead, in which I can give everything my full attention, and get Mum & Dad on their toes again, after allowing them to slacken off a bit this week.

Following my visit to the big moving bath (see last week), a return trip to the big indoor bath with my friend Jo. What fun we had splashing about and making plenty of noise - we must do it again soon.

Then, what an excellent surprise, following a quick splash in an outdoor bath in my chum Megan's garden, one of very own. All my toys joined me for a paddle - funny though the cats didn't want to join in, they're usually so nosy!

This topped off a fun weekend with some superb fun at Megan's on Saturday night, I must have run a 1/2 marathon, I was shattered - but at least its toning my thighs a treat.

The only problem is that I'm still so pale. I've spent hours outside trying to go darker like Mum & Dad, but I've not changed a bit - pale and interesting, pah, I want a tan. I've just read the label of the stuff mum smothers me in every time. I'd assumed it was tan accelerator, but its sun protection factor 50! - all is explained.

Undeterred, I've hacked Mums bank account with my laptop, transferred MY child allowance money into my High Interest Offshore Baby Account in the Cayman Islands (Don't tell the Taxman), and I'm off to the Tanning Shack!  

Anyway on to the exploits, and to more fun in the sun on the beach. Not the one where the Nanna's live but somewhere else, but the same gritty stuff under your feet, which really is not very nice to eat (well, try anything one, or 20 times if it annoys someone - my current motto). The water was very cold, but nice and cooling at the same time. I would have asked for it to be warmer but  what I don't understand is that it moves towards you but you can't see who's pushing on the other side..... mysterious.    

I had a great fun demolishing these piles of the gritty stuff that mum & dad made, having to scramble through deep ravines and scale sheer cliffs to reach my prize, which fell in 1 giant body-splash....... highly recommended chums.

Well I've finally been overcome with the heat, and am off to sweat off a few more pounds. See you soon (looking leaner than ever if this weather keeps up).

Anyway I think I still have all bits intact, and nothing rattles when I walk so I'm happy. l

The week finished on a high with some new adventure. First with my old chums Harrison & Darcey, and a trip to this big place with more play things than I'd ever seen. The 'Fun Factory' has never been so aptly named. After some nervousness at thinking I would drown in the ball pool, I had a great time throwing myself around - I'll certainly be making it clear that I want to go there again.

Second, when Gran & Grumps visited and when invited to try this outdoor slide thing, I could hardly resist. What excellent fun, all you had to do was let go and slide down, be caught, carried back to the top to do it all again..... easy life! See you soon.             

The only problem now is that I want to be everywhere fast. If only I'd listened to one of  my wise chums say at music group last week... 'Edie don't try and run before you can walk',  those bruises on my arms and knees wouldn't be nearly as bad as they are..... live & learn.

I'll have to keep this weeks news brief as I've got a meeting with my lawyers, defending  a potential lawsuit from my cousin Robert.... can you believe it friends.

Papers have been served over the defamatory nature (my lawyers word not mine) of the drink drive image (see HERE). It is seen as potentially harmful to his public image, and early career prospects. They would rather him be typified by images such as this (click HERE). Even I would agree that such a handsome chap seems incapable of such reckless drunken behaviour, but the camera never lies.

Edie World will have the exclusive coverage of events as I have agreed to a media blackout. I'm already thinking of what I could get in a deal...a lifetime supply of Wotsit crisps perhaps. Freedom of speech versus crisp heaven, now that a tough one, even for someone as old as me. Must go, my legal people have arrived, and my toddler legal aid runs out soon.             

Rather than a couple of pathetic wobbly staggers, I've now got a style that seems to work, and gets me places. A little ungainly at the moment I agree (arms everywhere for balance, but it works). I can now cross rooms with ease, and now stand up without the need for something to pull on (whether this be human, furniture of animal - sorry Lilly).

I'm just a bit sad that I couldn't pull this one out of the bag last weekend at my party as hoped, as the place would have erupted. Can't stop, as I 've got to go and practice some more... what fun it is.              

1 Year Old

Firstly with my other kiddie chums (some of whom continued those flash walking tricks) which was lots of fun outside. We all ate, played and fought under this giant green roof that made the sky green - very weird.    

Then another complete surprise party yesterday (not really, I'd heard about it all before - but had to fake my astonishment with a little tear or two - and they fell for it - superb). Again outside under the green sky with my friends Megan, Darcey & Harrison - Oh yes, and all these older people, who were just there to eat & drink! Harrison made me feel tired just watching him - always running around everywhere. (I hear he's going away, but I must make a note to see him on his return - could be a nice catch, strong chap like that), anyway, enough of that...

What a haul of new things to play with - superb (things to bang, push, pull, throw.... noise, noise, noise!). A big thank you to all of my chums, and the big people as well for all the lovely things. Must go now, being an old bird now I need a lie down!     

Especially embarrassing given that I have now been taken twice to this strange, but rather nice, place with other kids there... called a nursery I believe. The first time was OK as Mum sat in the corner while I has a look around... but yesterday she just disappeared!

She certainly got to know about my disappointment with such abandonment when she showed her face again.... the full volume vocals & waterworks treatment!r She'd better beware any repeats of such behaviour I can tell you.

Anyway, I must go and practice this walking thing some more, as although I was trying ever so hard not to say anything, its my birthday next week. I'm just thinking of the kudos of a sensational party trick, rather than another pathetic episode of face surfing.     

Speak to you again soon chums, when I'll be and old girl of 1.  

I believe we were in Whales, or at least that's how I think you spell it. Funny really, I thought a whale was a big fish... if so, and we went inside, it really is huge... friends I'll have to investigate.

Had much fun trying my walking out, but spent more time falling over, but I'll keep at it... one day soon I'll be off - then Robert the flash git (who I'm sure was just strolling about to taunt me) will be in trouble.

I'm learning that with every positive, there is an opposite darker side just waiting to get you, and so it proved. Having gorged myself on a whole packet of Wotsit crisps (cheese are my favourite flavour), I was still a bit hungry, so carried on with the packet as well. A few short seconds later, public humiliation.... in front of a previous adoring crowd, enjoying drink & icecreams, I was violently sick all over the place.... horrible. Funny, after that no-one wanted to see or speak to me. Rejection, even for someone do young is a cruel thing... beware my chums! Anyway must go and lie down, and listen intently for any further plans of trips to far away places.         

I've rumbled some secret plans for another few days away in the big room outdoors with the wobbly walls - I think in the near future. So hopefully I'll not freeze to death and return with exiting tales of Edie exploit.       

I must confess to feeling a little jealous (yes parents, us little ones feel that too - so just remember ), that my friend Luke (this week's birthday boy is off and away on his own 2 feet - flash git. It's not for lack of trying on my part that I'm not there yet, I've got the bruises (and headaches) to prove it. Nearly there though.... starting to feel more confident now in just standing there... but with that first step, I know there'll be a spill.

I've now got these funny plastic things that go on those big hands on the bottom of your legs... feet, I thing they are. Anyway they have flowers on them and are a bit rubbery to chew, but seem to offer good balance. Off to practice some more, so can't stop. Concussion permitting I'll be back in touch next week. 

On the subject of birthday's, this weekend saw one of my friends 1st birthday. I spent an age deciding what to wear, only to be horrified to learn I was being transported there on the back of Dad's bike (as I now know this strange beast is) - my hair, it was ruined, I must have looked a laughing stock. Thankfully my chums were all too polite to say anything - I owe them one.   

Well with the party in full swing (literally), which I both sat in (great fun and highly recommended), and not so good.... was hit by, a savage blow to the temple, very painful, but a tremendous fuss opportunity.

I was doing very well... restrained and well behaved, until I just had to take a closer look at the table across the room. My focus and determination regrettably ignored the food that my friends  were eating on the big mat laid out for us, and like a snow plough I went straight through the lot, at high speed. I'm still finding crisps and other finger food in the pockets of my clothes! - sorry chaps.

The only downside, where were the photographers?, no, not the usual amateurs, that double as parents but the ones from Hello or OK magazine. Don't they know who we are?, or are they just getting themselves ready for my little bash in a month's time.

Well must go, a busy week ahead and another party at the weekend.... a girls got to look her best, you never know there could be some dishy little chap there for me to flirt with.

The second first, if you see what I mean, was that I slept outdoors! No don't worry, there is no need to make space for a homeless child in your rooms friends, I haven't been so bad as to be banished from my cot. This, strange as it seems was meant to be, and Mum & Dad were there as well. We all 'lived' - stretching it a bit if you ask me (a girl needs her creature comforts, even at our age), in this funny room where the walls moved if you touched them. No, and before you say anything, it had nothing to do with the grass I had been munching earlier.... yuk, how horrible both it, and the little flowers in it taste.... strange I must have tried about 20 mouthfuls before coming to that conclusion.

Anyway we were in this thing for 2 days, before blissfully returning to my bed. I must say it is so nice to be outdoors, and to have the chance to crawl about and get a bit messed up. The novelty saw me through the first night, but the 2nd... well could I sleep, in short..NO. I was awake almost hourly, and by 5:00 I needed a drink.Poor Dad, outdoors in the middle of the night, making my room service breakfast.... this parenting thing is hard work, if you ask me.

Anyway, I was playing at being asleep the other night (the best way to pick up Mum & Dad's gossip, without them knowing), and it seems were are doing this again sometime soon, just for longer..... I don't know whether to be exited, or worried...... I bet they don't either!

I don't know if you have these in your world my friends, a set of steps to get to the rooms above. Anyway, I was just cruising around, trying to get Lilly the cat, and the thought just came to me..... I want to be up there, and nothing was going to stop me. Well the first step was a bit tricky, but after that I got into a nice rhythm and before you know it..... I was at the top (a bit out of puff, but was I pleased with myself or what). Turning around to marvel at this solo achievement, I was surprised to see mum & dad directly behind me, with horrified looks on their faces!     

I haven't tried it again, I've been too closely guarded, but I'm just waiting for them to drop their guard, just for a second and I'll be aiming for a second summit attempt.

The only other incident of note was me being forced to watch mum splash about in the big bath, rather than be in it..... don't know what that was all about, just selfishness I reckon.

Anyway must dash, more training and acclimatisation to do for my next mountaineering challenge.

Oh yes, finally - I seem to have got the hang of these talking machines, telephones I think they are, I keep getting this nice sounding lady talking to me, but she obviously doesn't speak our language as she always says the same thing.... daft adults. So if you get a strange call..... it might just be me.   

Testing my newest trick, assisted walking with my push along toy, one minute happiness and self congratulation.... then in an instant, pain.... excruciating pain. I'd fallen forward and smashed my face into this funny clear thing in my main play room (a table I think).

I felt ill it hurt so much... oh how I howled. Well after the trauma and that funny fat lip I had for a few days (very attractive!), I then became overflowing with snot, and breathing itself a chore.

I saw a few chums and they thought I was a child smoker, so terrible was the rasping noise.

My friendly doctor has given me some nice medicine, as well as this stuff that is dropped in my nose.... almost as horrible as the snot itself.

Anyway I feel better today so I hope I'll soon be at full strength again. See you next week chums. 

At the end of my recuperation, I was offered a small morsel from a packet, I know now to be a crisp, and how tasty. After half a packet, just to be sure I liked it you understand, I am now addicted to Wotsit cheesy crisps. I cannot believe that Mum & Dad could have been so cruel for so long, denying me such tasty snacks. The way I see it, if there are Wotsits, then there must be other good things.....and I want them. Yes, I know I've talked before about keeping in shape, but a girl's got to have the odd treat.  

On the eating theme, on of my favourites, cheese sandwiches, now there's another gem, I've  recently discovered, and highly recommend.

Not much else to say really, except for a strange experience today when I visited a place where all the things you normally see in your garden, were in little pots, all indoors.... even I know they won't last long without sunlight.... these grown up's they are so silly sometimes.

Anyway, I've a busy week ahead, so must get some sleep now, so I'm ready to go again at 3:30am, or so.    

One last thing, on the family picture front, I've finally managed to snap uncle Ben (no don't say anything about the rice... its all been said before), just his missus Catherine to get now. 

I met up again with my cousin Robert, who despite being a bit older than me couldn't win the tug-o-toy competition that I won easily - boys... all talk!!!

Another outing with the pink hat (a different one this time... and a better fit), so mum & dad obviously do read my site (I'd better be careful what I write). We've been out & about nearly every day recently, and my god its cold.... even in my chariot & fluffy clothes.

Anyway, must rest now as I think Robert has given me a lurg, as I'm now boiling hot, and can't face my food (if you know me & my love of food, you know how ill I am).

So friends if  I make it through, I'll speak to you again soon.

The crawling has come on apace with absolutely nothing safe anymore. I pulled a whole glass of some liquid over Dad yesterday..... he was not impressed!!

I did hold back on this occasion from my usual self congratulation, that accompanies such stunts.. the hand clap. Even for such a self assured youngster as myself, whilst the potential irony of the gesture (yes I know about that already for you psychologists out there), was not lost on me, there are limits to how far things should be taken, I've learned that one as well... gives you greater leverage later on..... its all a tactical game!

I end on a note of some concern, Mum & Dad... well Mum really, tried to put this silly pink hat on me, that obviously wasn't going to fit, strap me in a seat behind Dad and with her legs doing funny circles, we were off...... I believe they call it cycling. Well, Mum & Dad, if you ever bother to read this, get me a better hat, or let me feel the wind in my hair, before you try again.... I don't ask for much (really!)

Other than this things were well until I woke one morning to be completely blind. No, not another mistaken 3:30am for breakfast, but real blindness. I hoped that it was all some horrible dream and tried to sleep it off, but no... still blackness. It wasn't until I rubbed my eyes that it was clear they were stuck shut! Had Dad  superglued them together?, had I been that bad... the thought crossed my mind!    

Well you'll be pleased to know that I did prise them open and all is now sort of OK, apart from this nasty stuff that Mum squirts into my eyes...... horrible. Good excuse for a howl and some more fuss & milk.

So if we meet next time and my head is bandaged you'll know I've had a spectacular spill. 

And once I'm tired of that a quick crawl to where they moved everything to, and start again.... brilliant!

If you're worried that all this effort will sap you of your energy, then don't be.... I find a quick gnaw on some of that paper stuff, especially with colour pictures on gives an instant boost.... must be the ink!

Well I hope you are all having as good a time as me.... 4 teeth to grate together now... Must go and make some more music.

Ah, the noises that things make as you pull them to the floor... time after time, after time.... just marvellous. The only downside, rooms that once were full of things that I longed to get, are suddenly bare - strange that.

Oh another thing friends, those white things in your mouth, if you've got some top & bottom - try grinding them together - another great noise, that seems to make mum & dad's faces go all funny... I told you I lived in a strange house didn't.

Must go, more destruction and mayhem to cause.

Oh, to have the freedom to roam... albeit short distances at the moment as its rather exhausting work. All those things that were once out of reach.... Look out, as I'm coming to get you!

However I convey this good news from the confines of my sick bed. I've been struck down with something awful.... I've no energy, little appetite (which is really unusual for me, as those of you who know me will testify) - doubly disappointing is the fact that when I do rouse myself to eat, I end up giving all back to mum again shortly afterwards (normally without warning, and all over her - yuck!

Anyway, I feeling sleepy now so the drugs must be kicking in, be well friends, bye...................  

In the spirit I've come to expect, as a sort of infant court jester, I get to test all these things out, almost always for others amusement. With the white stuff, there I was hauled out to stand in.... sit in... and hold this snow stuff - God, I lost all feeling in my fingers almost instantly! Most strange of all though, there were other people picking it up and making shapes with it..... crazy or what.

Well from my vantage point at the far end of my cot I can see that there is less and less of this snow stuff about, so hopefully I'll not be deep frozen this time.

So friends I hope you have not also been subject to these cruel experiments, and if you have - plot your revenge.

Firstly, you know that big bath I mentioned before, and people splashing about in it... well I had my turn the other day, and it was cold....not like the warm one at home. So, did they just let me have 5 mins of fun.... no it seemed like hours, I swear I was visibly blue, and practically hypothermic (do you like the big word - I sneaked a look at mum's medical dictionary.... oh my there are some scary things out there - be healthy chums.

Anyway, having slowly thawed from this, then yesterday saw another cunning attempt at cryonics suspension.... on the living! All I can remember is feeling ever more chilly as the day wore on, with no amount of standing and foot stamping making any difference to my plunging core temperature. Then, unexpectedly, obviously in reaction to guilt, I was whisked off in the dead of night to Gran and Grumps.... ahhhh never did a warm car journey make a girl feel soooo happy.

If I'm there, and you're reading this.... how you may be asking, is it a fraud after all, do you really have a ghost writer?. Oh friends, please don't think such cynical thoughts, its my new laptop, complete with Internet access that travels everywhere with me. Till next time - be warm friends.   

It has if I say myself tightened up some of my looser areas, making myself even more of a catch for those lucky baby boys! 

Something I forgot to mention before, these funny white things have started to appear in my mouth.... 2 so far - how odd.

I'm not sure what to make of them, they do however seem to have their uses - chiselling lumps out of my cot, although I can't say its the most tasty snack.... but a little something to keep a hungry baby going through the night.

Anyway must go, as sapped of strength I need to have a lie down.     

Anyway, no its my transport... that 3 wheel chariot that turns all the heads and has complete strangers looking at me.... or is it my vehicle?..., no, it must be me..... it must be me!

Until now all I could do was stare at the sky, pretty boring really.... fluffy bits... blue bits... you get the picture. Now.... sitting up, facing forward.... hey, this is cool. I can see where we're going and all the things around. Most of it I've already seen on the moving picture box at home, but its far more exciting to see things for real.      

So off I toddled late the other night, logged on to the Net, and they are everywhere - all sizes and colours, and the price, my god I'm a valuable commodity.

I really need to keep my wits about me. I've just twigged that this food in Blue & White striped tins is not the pretty stuff - its CHEAP!..... oh, no they're running out of money and are going to sell me off..... So, I must go, I'm going to bed now, no fuss or noise, I'll be good, and maybe able to talk to you again next week - fingers crossed.  

I passed this really gorgeous baby boy the other day and I'm sure he was laughing at me.When will they learn, I've got to look my best - or do they want me to be a social outcast?

Firstly I watched mum thrash about in a giant bath, with other BABIES... I don't know how she stayed afloat, and breathed... as take it from me you can't breath that liquid stuff.. it really makes you choke! Anyway the concerning bit was that I overheard them saying that they would be putting me in the big bath in the near future...I don't know whether to be excited or afraid.

The other thing was a couple of trips to the sea, just an even bigger bath as far as I can see, but where the other side is a bit further away. One was nice, quiet and pretty , with sandy hills and just few people... the other, my God it was awful... amusement arcades, tacky shops and tacky people... and they called it a holiday resort. I just caught a glimpse of the sign from my seat in the car...Great Yarmouth. So friends, whilst a couple of hours there is just about OK, if you EVER hear mum & dad talk about going there for a holiday, you know what to do... noise like you've never made before!

Until next time friends.. assuming I return from a trip to the big bath... I wonder, can you wee in it just like you do at home?... I suppose so.          

My cousin was a poorly chap... bless, but it didn't stop him trying to slap me round the face... only playing, I'll get him next time, just he wait!

Lots of new things to play with, but the best bit was all these bits of shiny paper to chew on... thought beware friends too much and it really makes you choke!

This New Year thing is all a bit of a nonsense... I was dragged from my bed at some hour of the night... in the driving rain.... through crowds of noisy people.... for what I'm not sure... I got bored and went to sleep!

Some news on the exercise front, well in addition to regular free aerobic work with the toys, I recommend rolling over repeatedly... great for toning the upper arms, and for a change of scenery.... ceilings can be soooo boring!.