Last week mum and I went west to Grandfarmers and Nanny Paul's farm. We had a fabulous time.

Here are some piccies from our trip, firstly of Nanny Paul & I.

Here I am chewing the fat with Uncle Andrew.

It's very dry out there. So whilst in the garden relaxing, I dabbled a little in the ancient art of rain dancing.

...and finally, a few of me chilling out.

Harvey and Griet (my twin friends from down the street) popped around the other night for a visit. Just like his Dad, Harvey went straight into the gym. Griet decided to take a tour of our house with the folks while I stayed to spot Harvey as he explored the new apparatus.

Aunty Nai and Uncle Josh got engaged recently and the party was this weekend. It was my first big chance to really dress up!

It's hard to pull off "Cocktail dress" when you are only 4 months, but I got a few second glances (although admittedly Grandma Wallace below is probably a bit biased).

Sydney hosted APEC on the weekend, and I'm not really interested in politics yet, so we decided to head down to Tuross Head for the long weekend to visit Great Grandma (or "Great G'ma" as she often called).

Mum and Dad tried to fit an entire wheely bag of their stuff in Fergus the Focus, which definitely made it hard to fit my things in as well. But, the car trip was fast and uneventful as we actively avoided motorcades and I took the opportunity to catch up on some shut eye.

The weekend was spent with long meandering walks, a fair bit of play time and lots of smiles for Great G'ma.

So what do I do with my day?
I sleep a little...

I play on the minigym a little...

I do a little tummy time...

I go for a swing or a walk or sit in my bouncer.
...and I like to chat & snuggle a lot!

Well just when mum & dad thought they had me all sorted, I decided to change the playing field.....

I used to "Feed-Play-Sleep" every three hours when I was a little baby. However in the last ten days I've had a growth spurt and now I'm all grown up. I have dropped a feed and now only feed every four hours.
Obvious yes? Well I would have thought so, but it took the olds a few days to work it out. Surely the signs of me waking up in the middle of the night and me only feeding for five munutes at a time should have made it clear?

Mum, Dad - I'm not a newborn anymore! According to Huggies I'm two steps beyond that! I was first a newborn, then an infant and now I'm a crawler. I'm yet to actually crawl though - although I can turn over from my stomach onto my back....that seems to be close enough for Huggies :)

Anyway, now that the olds have finally caught on, I'm back to sleeping and eating well :)
This would have been a good Chapter Two in the Elimena instruction manual :)

Here are a few shots of me in action - taking my shoes and socks off. I'm pretty good at it.....

As a side story, mum & I went to the shops while I was in this outfit and she totally embarrassed me! THREE PEOPLE told her what a handsome boy she had - AND she didn't correct them! She was quite happy to let them think she had a boy. With people getting my name wrong (HCF) and my date of birth wrong (BDM), you think they could at least get my sex right. Mum, here is yet another reason to dress me in my favourite colour - pink!

Yesterday was dad's first father's day...so I decided to spoil him a little :)

Mum told me that the traditional father's day pressie was socks or undies - so I gave dad both.

No father's day is complete without a little chockie (or at least that is what mum said about mother's day?). Toblerone had the father's day market sussed.

Then finally, I know that my dad thinks there is not enough pink in the house. So I gave him Pink, Pink and more Pink! This being the three Pink albums - "Can't take me home", "M!ssundaztood" and "I'm not dead".