Summer Swing

Catching some rays while out on the swing.

doleur de jeunesse

Playpark.  3pm.

I can play.  Or not play.  It makes no difference.

Now, add some ice cream and Thomas to the equation and I might be persuaded to look on the bright side.

Bedtime reading

Boo boo

I hurt myself

I was walking towards the sandpit and I tripped and when I hit the ground there was slap and a kind of squelchy scrape and I looked down and there was blood coming out of my knee.

Dad said I was very brave and I got an ice cream.  He put a plaster on my knee:

Race

I can run very fast.



Go! Go! Go!

Big smile

Baby brother loves his tummy time - it makes him smile!


He also likes it when I give him hugs:

Wow

Baby brother's eyes are opening really wide now...

I still get to play with him

I remember when I used to play on this Baby Einstein.  Hopefully Basil will grow up to be as clever as me.