Happy Birthday to ... me!

Lots of birthday cards for Boo:


And a wee cake too:


... which didn't last long:

Easter in Glasgow

Went up to see Gran and Granda for Easter. Granda made a gate to stop me getting into the kitchen:



Of course it's not just me - Emily and Sylvie have to be stopped from wandering in there too. Gran got us chocolate eggs with our names on them:

And on the way home, I practised my walking in the airport:

Boo in a box

Mum has found a new way to keep me out of trouble.


She puts me in the laundry basket!

Also, Pooh and me have been gigling in bed

Happy mother's day

Practising my walking

That Lovin' Spoonful

Mum has been teaching me to use the spoon. At least some of the stuff goes in there, honest!



My teeth are now showing more than ever:



I was trying to figure out the remote control but it's just a wee bit too complicated for me yet. (Tastes good, though!)



Chillaxin with dad on Saturday:

Back in Glasgow

We were up Glasgow last weekend to catch up with the family.

Sylvie was keen to introduce me to the wallie dug.

Hanging out on the nice furniture with my cousins, Sylvie and Emily:

They were also kind enough to assist me with my jigsaw puzzle:

Gran got me a nice tartan pinafore dress, that I wore to church:

And she was trying to teach me to clap my hands. Not quite got the hang of it yet. I'll get it soon though - I am happy and I know it, so presumably it is the next logical step.

And Uncle Paul had a hangover:

Camera eating

Mum and dad have a new camera.
My verdict?
Delicious!

Jaws

My two top front teeth have come in. If you look very closely you can see them in this picture.





Zoom lens:




You know what this means... Nobody's ankles are safe!

Rummaging

Mum says that since I came back from Holiday, I've been much busier rummaging around in things. Handbags are a particular favourite. Also the pram bag. The kitchen drawers. The magazines under the coffee table. The coals in the gas fire.



Here's what happened when I got left alone to do my worst with the bedroom cabinet:




Well after that, the video ran out, but let's just say it was downhill from there:

Hee hee! Where next?!

Shark attack!

Mum got me a beach tent to keep me out of the sun



Help! He's eating me!

That's the end of my holiday photos. Back to the cold weather in London!