The talking Mr Ed...

Here I'm trying to explain to Mum how much I love the cuddly dog that Aunty Sabine sent me from Obama HQ. She talks over me a bit...but if you listen closely you can hear me ask Mum when Aunty Sabine is coming to visit.

Sunny Sandgropers in town..

Last week my friend Zac from Perth was visiting Sydney and stayed with us for a few days. We had loads of fun - we chatted endlessly about life and being young in today's modern world. Zac turned the pages of my favourite book, we did puzzles and we went to the Star Wars exhibition at the Powerhouse Museum. I was introduced to Boo-bar (or is it Pooh-bar?), ABC kids and the Wiggles. 

It was a big week for personal growth and I'm a better baby for it...

.Zac and I hanging Zoe's house at the Powerhouse Museum. Lots of big kids building a house together

Zac concentrating on carting bricks to the house building site

Puzzle time!

Cuddles with Aunty Sarah (Zac's Mum)Zac and I chatting. 

Learning to laugh...

My newest trick is laughing. I've only let out a couple of really decent tummy chuckles and Mum and Dad are a bit slow with the camera.

Here they've tried to captured part of it. It's more of a half-laugh..just a little tease to give you a taste. Have to keep you all hanging for more! It seems to work for Mum and Dad!

I'm a model..you know what I mean...

Mum and Dad often amuse themselves by taking pictures of me. I'll give you ten bucks if you can pick which one I will be most embarrassed by when it resurfaces at my 18th birthday!

(BINGO!)

The mitten, booties and hat in the pic above are ones my Dad wore when he was a baby! 

A bit too much cheese for a real gansta rapper huh? "What up homie?"

Mum has this thing about my feet. She LOVES them. Finally, a perfect photo for her.

Below they are sizing me up against Dad's size 12 feet. Yep this is 'actual size'... Dad's feet are really that big

Over and out...Ed-man x

The daily 'bookends'...

I thought I'd write and give you a bit of an idea of how I start and end my day. The bits in between are a bit different depending on the weather, the day of the week and who's in town etc.

My day usually starts with a 3/4am wake up call from my belly, which hasn't been filled since 10/10.30pm the night before. Mum's never really too keen for photos at that time - she can have pretty crazy bed hair and the light isn't great. Well - there is no light as the sun hasn't even begun to rise!

Then I wake at about 6/7am for more 'food'. Yes I am a growing boy! I am always so happy to see Mum come and get me, so I give her the biggest smile of the day here. She reckons it is priceless.  After that feed I sometimes sit outside in the garden to look at the trees while Mum hangs washing - then once I've sufficiently digested we have a bit of tummy time.  

As you can see from these pictures - I'm getting much better. I used to hate being face planted...but now my neck muscles are much stronger so I can look around. These days I even smile, usually because Mum is smiling at the grunting noises I make! Regardless, it is more fun now than it used to be.

The middle of the day varies a bit - sometimes we go out, sometimes we play at home. But one of the best bits of the day is when Dad gets home.

Mum usually has me fed and napped up so that we can get straight into some serious boy fun time. Weather permitting it usually includes some more time out under the trees for nappy free time. 

At around 5/6pm we start to wind down for the day. It usually starts with a bath or a shower. I'm almost too big for my bath tub and will have to get upgraded into the big-people's tub soon. There's less room to splash and 'swim' around.

 

The shower is loads of fun. It took me a while to get used to it. At first Dad put the pressure down quite low, but now I'm used to the water spray and I don't mind it up a bit higher.

Once I'm dressed - I get a big feed. I've started getting a formula bottle at this time of the day. The only problem I have with it is that I can't get it fast enough out of the bottle! The other day we could hear it all sloshing around in my belly when I was getting 'burped'. I can put it away alright! 

Then finally it is sleep time. Mum and Dad are trying to teach me how to fall asleep unassisted at the moment. I'm pretty good during the day, but when it comes to night time I can be a bit more grizzly! 

We'll eventually get there anywhere between 7 - 8.30pm and while I snooze while Mum and Dad have some quiet time together.

Vital stats @ 12 weeks

Weight - 6.32kg

Dancing Eddie

Unfortunately I am not techno-savvy enough to rotate this little film clip the right way...please send me tips and hints if you know! Hope you still enjoy it!

PS - the sound in the background is a maraca. (Thank you Mabees!)

How good are holidays?!

Well, Christmas came and went. It all happens so fast! 

I have to admit that I did sleep through most of Christmas day though. Including the present opening in the morning, lunch and dinner (is there really any more to Christmas that those activities!?). This meant that everyone could all eat together - so I think I was considered an angel for timing my naps like that! 

Some people are so easily pleased! :)

I was up for long enough to have a good cuddle with Aunty Kate though!

I brought up my lunch all over my first outfit, so had a costume change for Christmas dinner. I'm 'dressed by Paw-Paw' for both outfits! 

Holidays are so much fun, because every one is around 24hrs a day, 7 days a week. As you can see from the photo on the left, Dad really enjoyed it too. Don't look too carefully, or you'll spot his tonsils!

My very first visit to the beach was a bit windy, so I did the only thing I could think of in such conditions - rug up against Mum's chest and go to sleep. In this picture I'm still a bit uncertain. The only wind I trust normally exits my bottom. 

I'm getting more comfortable with sitting upright as my neck muscles are getting stronger, but I still need to lean up against something.

Talk about a big two weeks! I'm still in shock. A nice shock that is. Life is just getting better and better! I even attended my first wedding last weekend. (Congrats Kate and Nick!)

Here's a list of my 'firsts' from the last two weeks:

First ...

- Christmas

- Mailer family holiday

- time away from home

- time sleeping in my port-a-cot

- time at the beach

- wedding

- lengthy car ride

- consecutive 38+ degree days

...and to think I'm only 10 weeks old! 

Since coming home, Mum and Dad have moved my cot into my room and I'm sleeping alone in there! There's another thing to add that to the list of firsts! Being away is loads of fun, but gee it's nice to be home!

Love Ed