Thursday, 29 December 2011

I am eight months old

It's that time of the month again...coming around way too quickly now.

Things mum and dad have learned
- teething is painful for everyone involved. Sleepless nights, extra feeds, sore toothy pegs, upset tummys, nappy rash. Yuck.  Two teeth out, 18 to go...

Things Miles has learned
- whilst there is no rush to get crawling, plenty of fun can be had sliding backwards. Or around on your bottom.

Things Rosco and Rowdy have learned
- Christmas really is a great holiday.  Small noisy boy goes away, leaving the feline members of the house to rule the roost.

Not such a smiley boy for this milestone birthday, thanks to terrible teething and a bad case of the runs.  I guess he can't always be the poster boy for happy babies worldwide...

The closest thing to a smile (note the tear in the right eye)



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