Training Daddies

As I am sure that you are all aware Daddies need to be trained. Here I am teaching Daddy about the hiding-a-toy game. He takes a small toy, holds it in his hand, I then indicate which hand it is in.

You would not believe the number of attempts it took to train Daddy to hold it in the hand that I was about to point at.....

A small step for a Daddy....

Yes, my crawling comrades, I have taken a step into the world of bipedal locomotion. To be more precise I have taken three steps. I am also standing unsupported.

I have eight teeth and am making more cute noises than ever. Yes I am now 11 months old. My luxuriant locks continue to garner admiring glances and the name "Fluffbonce". Unfortunately I still need Mummy's help to unpeel the yoghurts.

Baby-lympics 3.

Here Mirror Baby and I are working on our routine. The event: Synchronised Cuteness of course.