A curt reprimanded by Kell at our recent family day, for slack blogging, has stung me into this attempt to make good. You’d think that being only six, months that is, would make one exempt from such harsh criticism but alas this is a fast forward winners grinning. Cut no slack world in which it’s always too late to start.

Much of the excitement we’ve had over the last few months has centred around, well me actually. Some might expect a big head as the product of this but at my six month check up my head was completely in proportion My length was startling at 95% of range whilst my weight was only 75% prompting the nurse to encourage bulk feeding. How much mommy inquired? About a cup full three times a day. Noooo, does this so called nurse have any idea of the size of my stomach.

I’m pretty happy with the way I’ve been able to manage home life, friends and Family. I got Mummy and Poppa to re-organise the house and now have a room of my own, the best one I might add. Not the biggest no, but with the best view through the window where dappled sunlight and a lovely breeze bathe my change table. Older folk might have their desk or dining so located but I and my peers are keen to have our change tables well placed to reflect our esteem.

I've trained Pa to come and entertain me on Mondays Tuesdays and Wednesdays unless I’m otherwise disposed at Palmy or in the mountains with Mimi. Mimi usually turns up on Thursdays and may stop over till Friday when I must prepare myself to entertain mummy and Poppa for the weekend; whew. Pa Mummy and I now have a well established routine of pub dining on our days together, so much so that they, Mummy, Pa add Poppa; are fantasizing a ‘family friendly pub guide blog’ as an inheritance for me. Already I’m beginning to feel uncomfortable with the sorts of schemes adults will stake their futures on and I still have to rely on them for some time yet. Whew! I mean Ga! Or Gai!

Never mind, these are, they say, the best times in my life though I would have preferred not to know that. Some recent excitement featured a trip to IKEA, so many bright lights not to mention ideas had be jumping almost out of Bjorn which sounds as if it too could be IKEA. At Paddy’s fruit and vegetable market I was tempted away from my family to go with the paddy’s Chinese family who really wanted me so bad it was hard to deny them.

I’m so enjoying the limelight that I can’t wait to audition for ‘My Toddler Rules’ or ‘Dancing with Toddler’. We went swimming at North Sydney Pool on that crackling hot day recently. My first swim if you discount that hippy stuff on Boxing Day. I was a bit concerned at first but once I saw Mummy and Pa were going to act their age so to speak I relaxed and enjoyed. That’s one of the most difficult things for folk like me. Who can you trust? Well I at least have Pa. What a brick. He’d never put me wrong. Ga!

That sounds like just the right note to end this missive.

Love you all whoever you are.

Remy XXXXOXXXX  (hugs and tugs might break my bones but kisses never hurt me) 

 Laugh at my pants now as my time will come as surely as yours will go.

This is embarrasing