We've given up on the bibs. It's all just a bit of a laugh really. Mummy says that three changes of clothes a day doen't really matter. 

Me, Daddy and some of the furry whanau! 

Marmite on toast. Yummy. The growing up spread that makes your clothes dirty! 

Mummy and Daddy bought me a swing. Wheeeee! 

Really concentrating. 

Mummy's so much fun! 

A foot! 

So many people to look at and so little time. 

I get the feeling that someone's creeping up behind me........ 

I really want to play with that dog. 

Lost in a good book. 

I really want to crawl. 

What's that? 

Look carefully and you just might see two little teeth! 

Resting. 

....and when Matthew goes to sleep, all his friends go to sleep. zzzzzzzz 

But when you've got a laughing bear and a dog that barks it's all ok really. 

Sometimes I feel a little worried about the world. 

Those long lazy hazy days of summer. zzzzz. 

When I concentrate really hard I can do anything, 

Maddy from next door came over to play in my garden but she just wanted to play with my hair. 

I didn't quite finish eating my beach ball last time. Maybe just a small bite for afternoon tea..... 

Hey babies! Get up and play with me please. 

If you can stay sitting while all around you people are falling over...............