I'm forever blowing bubbles...

Long time no posts. My Momma has grumbled at me telling me that I'm being a lazy baby. Tsk. I'm a busy baby.

But I haven't forgotton you lot.

Last weekend, my Momma's friend came to stay and brought with her 2 small persons. I don't think they were quite adults yet, as even though they were shorter than the average Adult and they didn't have the "bossy-boots" aspect to their personalities. Isaac was a good laugh. He taught me all his tricks on how to outwit the Adults when I get older. Aggi was also nice. She fed me some milk (and snuck in a piece of chocolate when the Adults weren't looking! I want a sister now!)


After they came, Momma said she needed to rest and rest she did...for DAYS and DAYS. I mean, what is she going to be like when I start to walk? Doesn't she realise that I'm going to be "into" everything. If she was tired after a few days out with a couple of well behaved kids then she is going to be in trouble.

Anyway, the weather's been nice. I've taken a new philosophy in life. When I don't have anything to say, I just blow bubbles. It's quite a novel way of getting yourself out of tricky situations. E.g.

Momma: "Benjamin, why is there mud on my guitar"
Benjamin: "Aburrrrrrrrrrrrrb"

or

Daddy: "Benjamin, why don't you eat all your spinach up before you have ice cream"
Benjamin: "Grrrrbuuuuuuurrr"


You should all try it, you know. E.g.

Bank Manager: "Do you realise you have gone over your overdraft this month?"
You: "buuuraaaaaab"

Annoying sales people that call you at 9 in the evening to offer the latest and greatest mobile phone package: "Do you know I can save you £15.32 in one month?"
You: "garrrrrrrrrrab"

Anyway, Momma's been so impressed with my bubble blowing, that she bought some and blew them at me. I love looking at them and especially like it when they land in my head. Not too sure when they land in my eye though. I guess, at least my eye gets washed.

Lately, I've felt the sudden urge to put everything in my mouth. My Momma says I'm "teething", but I haven't a clue what she's on about. I haven't got teeth and I don't choose to have them, thank-you-very-much! My parents have bought new things that I'm "allowed" to put in my mouth. Quite frankly they're rubbish. I much prefer to put a stuffed animal/Daddies shirt/books in my mouth. In fact Momma tried to put a pacifier/dummy/soother (depending on where you come from) in my mouth. I got so mad I took it out with my hand and put it in her mouth! See if she likes it! Huh!

Anyway, I think it's time for my Momma's bedtime, so that means that I have to go to bed too.

Will write more soon I promise.

Love

Benjamin
Garrrrrab
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