I go to the Gym
In actual fact, the Gym came to me. Nice Uncle Nick and Family not only got Dad a brilliant book - ‘What to Expect - The First Year’ , which he seems to be quoting at every opportunity, like some kind of new Gospel, but also got me a Baby Gym. Here’s me lifting my head up, (which left me exhausted) much to the joy of my Parents.
Today was infact a bit quiet on the Parent front, as they went shopping together, leaving me with Nana. They did at least have the decency to bring back a load of picture frames, so my face now adorns many of the walls at home. They also brought back a large quantity of chocolate, and didn’t give any to me! (well, s’pose I’m not really allowed any yet, but still!)