I love, love, love food and have happily chowed down on everything I've tried thus far. I started on rice cereal and have now tried sweet potato, carrot, apple, peas, banana, peaches, eggplant, zucchini, pear and nashi.
Did I mention I like food?
No seriously, I really like it.
We celebrated Aunty Katie's birthday with afternoon tea at Double Grandma's house. Guess what we did? Ate some food.
This was the month where my happy-go-lucky attitude disappeared. I don't want to sleep at night, I don't want to play with my toys, I don't want to sit down, I don't want to bounce, I don't want to nap, I don't want my nappy changed, I don't want to go out, I don't want to stay at home. I am irritable and I will let you know about it.
Uncle Fail came to visit from Canberra. Love that guy.
We've finally gotten somewhere with the daytime sleep thing. I now nap for around an hour at a time (nothing short of a miracle). I have, however, given up sleeping for long periods at night. Suddenly we're all feeling what it's like to experience that sleep deprivation other families have been complaining about.
Given how much I like our little fish tank at home, Ma and Grammy decided to take me to the aquarium. I liked the fish but I totally lost my mind over the penguins when we watched them feeding.
I am teething (thus the irritability) and along with the grumpiness has come drool. So much drool. Rivers and rivers of it. I have to wear little drool bibs (that make me look like a cowboy) just so I don't have to change my shirt three times a day.
I've taken the Jolly Jumper to the next level. Now I bounce along with music. I go crazy to lots of stuff, but especially love anything 80s. Spandau Ballet has been my favourite so far.
Most of this month has been consumed with us being sick. Ma, Pa and I have all done two rounds of a horrible flu-like thing one after the other. Not fun.
I wore my first batman outfit! Very proud moment for all.
We're reading more and more now. As well as all the old favourites I'm also loving the Dwell Studio board books, Not A Box by Antoinette Portis and Why I Love Australia by Bronwyn Bancroft.
I went Geocaching.
I'm enthralled with television. I don't care if it's the news, music videos or the Foxtel menu screen I will stare at it. For hours.My general unhappiness has had me craving to be held 24 hours a day. Anytime Ma and/or Pa try to put me down for longer than a minute I amp up the crankiness.
