Today's blog is dedicated to a very special person on a very special day.
ME!
Just kidding. Even though I just turned 9 months old yesterday, I feel it would be remiss of me not to acknowledge my alleged mother who is one of many magnificent matriarchs to be honored on this special day created exclusively by Hallmark.
I love you mum!
Well, now that I've got that out of the way, back to me.
It's been a very interesting month actually, dad had a birthday and mum bought him some balloons. I ask you - are these people really mature enough to raise a child?
On the plus side, I did manage to weasel a decent morsel of dad's icecream cake out of him - and I have decided that this is what I shall be wasting my pocket-money on in the future.
I am a big fan of frozen treats - especially in this terrible time of teething. Mum has a little mesh sucky thing into which she puts ice cubes and frozen baby juice (don't ask me where she gets frozen baby juice from), and which I enjoy sucking on immensely. Sometimes we all get a frozen sucky thing to enjoy and we eat them together.
This month has truly been a period of discovery.
I have discovered how to crawl...
How to grow teeth...
How to sit up and play by myself...
How to show my displeasure when forced to eat cold carrots...
How to stand up and watch my favorite shows...
and how to react when a Girls Gone Wild advert appears on screen...
Normally, dad and I enjoy a sedate period every morning watching my favorite characters, Clifford and Elmo. Here you can see how the camera perfectly captures my father's feigned interest in these shows.
Speaking of dads - I met the final piece in the grandparent puzzle the other day when Grandpa Baker popped in for a visit - here is a stunning family portrait of the Fabulous Baker Boys!
I'd like to wish you all a happy May, and leave you with some more random images.
When I sleep on dad, I wake up with bizarre face-markings. However, I kind of like these, I think they suit a future evil genius.
Mother has proven to be quite frugal in these times of economic strife. Now, instead of separately washing my clothes and then giving me a bath, she just chucks the whole lot in the laundry. Don't worry, I have alerted social services.
Here's me standing up again. I like this upright position - it moves me that much closer to all the fun electrical equipment that taunts me with its flashing lights and beeping noises.
Finally, here's another cute picture for you to print out and stick on your fridge. I'm sorry for all of these stunning photos of me that must be cluttering up your walls, but can I help it if I inherited my dad's good looks?
Until next time,
HJB out.
8 comments:
Brilliant installment HJB! Wishing you a happy 9 months and a happy mum's day to your beautiful mummy! xo, lexie p
There you are, you rascal! I thought you'd taken your evil plot underground. It's been awhile.
Happy Mother's Day to your mom. Beeeeeee gooooooooood!
Thanks for the fun read, HJB! Now that you've been out of the womb as long as you were in, be honest: which was better?
I ask you - are these people really mature enough to raise a child?...ahem...NO.
...here is a stunning family portrait of the Fabulous Baker Boys!Hey, isn't there a movie called the Baker Boyzzzzzzzzz?...LOL
Happy Mother's Day Kuldip.
Auntie Mina will see you in a few weeks, dirty Harry...LOL
cheers harry! just don't let dad have too many frozen treats :D
You're hilarious, HJB! Happy Mother's Day to your mom!!
EVERY DAY is Mother's Day!!!
And, Harry, don't worry: we have a whole room dedicated to you & your wonderful photos. I have a couple of bare spots left, so looks like soon we're going to have to buy a new house with a new bigger & better HJB room.
Harrison, you get cuter and cuter with each passing day!
Sorry it took me a while to get here. It's been an extremely busy month. . .but I'm sure you can understand. ;-)
I love the pics. My favorite is of you, your dad and uncle enjoying your frozen treats. The expression on your Uncle Paul's face is priceless. He's looking for more, n'est-ce pas? :-)
I hope you were good to your mom on Mother's Day. Fixed her breakfast in bed, didn't you?
Until next time . . .
:-)
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