My boyfriend

Today I had lunch with my boyfriend, Ashton. His Mummy Sarah says I am one of his harem, but I don't know what that means.







My Mummy cooked us gnocchi at Ashton's house and we ate loads.

Then we went for a walk and to the River and Rowing Museum for a drink. While we were there I smiled at the waiter there who always smiles at me, but Mummy says if Ashton is my boyfriend then I shouldn't be so obvious I am doing that. She says I will learn what she means when I am older.



Talking of when I am older, I had a go in Daddy's car today, but apparently I have to wait until I am older to drive it - something to do with my feet and pedals.

I had fun in there though.

All the Hot Gossip...

Hot Gossip is my most favouritist (yes Mummy it IS a word) cafe in town. It's a bit of a squeeze to get my pram in, and there aren't any baby facilities, but it is a really fun and friendly place so Mummy and I go there a lot.

My bestest (and so is that one Mummy) thing in there is the jukebox. It has flashing coloured lights and plays music from the 50s and 60s, which are the songs Granddad sings, Mummy says. I like to touch the jukebox so Mummy has to hold me near it so I can reach.


As we go in there a lot we have got to know the waitresses really well, and my favourite is Megan. She says she doesn't really like babies but that I am different and she really likes me, and that's good because I really like her too.

But today was her last day at Hot Gossip. Megan is a musician and she is going on tour and releasing an album so I won't see her for a while. You can check out her music at http://www.myspace.com/meganhenwood

Today we went to see her and gave her a card, and she gave me a cuddle and a lovely Elmer toy.

Here are pictures of me and Megan, and me with Elmer:









And this is Suzanne, another of our friends there:



I forgot to get Mummy to take a picture of Lorraine, who owns Hot Gossip, but we might take one another day. Mummy says it is a good excuse to go in and have some cake! I am not allowed cake. It is 'not for babies', apparently. Lots of things are 'not for babies' according to Mummy, but once I am crawling I can get things for myself!

A dog licked my head!

Daddy says I should write this blog, not Mummy. Mummy says it is too 'cutesy' if I write it, whatever that means, but I've decided to do it anyway and Mummy can write in it sometimes.

Today we met up with my friend Samuel and his mummy Clare by the river. It was a bit colder than Friday so not as nice, but we were having fun anyway, watching the ducks and especially one which came up really close to us. Mummy gave it some bread so Samuel and I could see it really close up, which was fun.

Then I wanted some Scrummy (which is what I call Mummy's milk) and so I was having some when suddenly a big dog ran up to us and licked my head!

I didn't mind, but Mummy knelt up and told the man who was with the dog off. He wasn't very sorry though, which made Mummy a bit cross.

My head was all wet after that, but it soon dried.

Then as we were going home, we went past a mummy duck who had eleven ducklings! It was very exciting watching them; they were very cute.