Nothing says 'Happy Father's Day' like a cake in the shape of your head.
Ciao Bimbo!
Highlights included:
Getting charged £40 to transport an empty suitcase because it "wouldn't fit" in the hand luggage cage thingy. (The suitcase itself was worth £12.)
Margherita's amazing house
Amazing food
Amazing wine
Truffle panini
Fascist typography
Meeting Roberto Cavalli's brother-in-law (fairly random)
Flee market shopping in Florence
Missing our flight back (us?) and spending an extra day in Pisa.... which wasn't so bad.
From the mind of the underslept:
I
had a dream that Shane Warne was illegally drilling for diamonds in
Newcastle which caused the ground to become unstable. I was invited
by Channel 10 to do an expose on him. I was interviewing him while
standing on top of his car and the ground caved in and swallowed it. I
scrambled to safety but Shane Warne was swallowed by the earth.
The End.
9 months
Achievements: 7 teeth, mastering crawling, escaping and pulling things over
Latest discovery: The stairs
Words: Mama, Dada, Hello, I love you (well sort of, something that sounds a bit like it.)
May 26th - Here we go again
Tom isn't allowed to go anywhere without us ever again. Both Elliot and I have a habit of literally falling apart as soon as he leaves. Here is the evidence...
Feb 2006 - Tom goes to England, I get my appendix removed
Oct 2006 - Tom goes to England, I get ringworm... ringworm?? (BTW it's not a worm, it's a rash. Not sure which is worse.)
Jan 2011 - Tom goes to Nottingham, Elliot gets Bronchialitis
May 2011 - Tom goes to Amsterdam, Elliot and I get food poisoning
May 2011 - Tom goes to Birmingham, Elliot gets Bronchialitis again
So another trip to St Thomas' at 4am and the little man had his heart and breathing monitored for the day. After lots of ventalin and vapour and silly masks that he hated he was much better and looked less blue. Poor pet, it breaks my heart to see my boy so sad.
Tom is under house arrest.
May 25th - Mother's Day
I've decided to celebrate Mother's Day in both Australia and the UK. That way I get more flowers right? Well, not really, I actually got the date for Aussie Mother's Day wrong and it had to be rescheduled so May 25th isn't Mother's Day anywhere, not in England, not in Australia, but Elliot did an excellent job of making it the best first Mother's Day ever (with a little bit of help from Daddy) including his first ever fine dining experience. Ooh la la!
On the agenda...
A walk in Hyde Park
Coffee at The Serpentine
Fine dining lunch at Bar Boulud
A massage at Neal's Yard
Shoe shopping on The Kings Road
Followed by watching Tom play LA Noir on the Xbox (he'd been a good boy, I let him have this one.)
Freudian slip of the week
Me: "I think it's something he picked up at uni... NURSERY! I mean nursery!"
It's all going so fast!
Happy Friday the 13th!
A day that started so nicely with Lunch at Borough Market then decended into chaos a little something like this...
Hello, I am Elliot
HELLO, I AM...
Elliot
I CAN DO LOTS OF THINGS...
I can sit up by myself and crawl. I can also wave at you and sometimes clap. I have recently got into buttons in a big way, I like to press them.
THINGS I LIKE TO DO...
I like to try to stand up by holding onto things. Usually things that will fall over like flimsy occasional tables and piles of books. I find that Dad's leg hairs make a good handle. He doesn't. If you're wearing any dangly jewellery I'll do my best to rip it off you (Brixton is my middle name). I also really like putting things in my mouth. I'll give anything a go, carpet, the recycling bin, electrical plugs. Hopefully I'll get hold of Mum's laptop charger soon, it looks delicious.
I'm an anarchist me. I love ripping up paper and knocking down towers made of blocks. It's very satisfying and if I clap enough someone will build a new one for me to knock down. I have no interest in building towers myself. I'm a baby, it's not in my job description.
THINGS I DO NOT LIKE TO DO...
Where do I start? I don't like books much. They seem a bit pointless. Especially the ones that aren't great to chew. I also don't like getting dressed. What a faff! I'd be quite happy to be nude all day long... and socks!? What are they? I don't see the point. I love my pram but geeze, getting into it really annoys me. I make sure everyone knows by screaming as much as I can as soon as I see it. I think I get my point across.
WHEN I AM HAPPY...
I smile and giggle and say "Bah!" really loudly. I'm a big fan of toilet humour. Raspberries are hilarious!
WHEN I AM SAD...
I don't cry very often, only when something is really quite upsetting. Like, I've dropped my banana, or bath time is over.
HOW I COMMUNICATE...
I like to copy you if you wave and say hello. I'm trying out a pterodactyl noise at the moment and I'll do it when you least expect it.
MY MEDICAL NEEDS...
Nothing really but I'm growing some teeth at the moment which is quite literally a pain in the a*se. Mum gives me teething powder from this weird little box that looks like it's from the 1930s. Not sure what it's made of, but it comes in little folded paper sachets. I honestly think she's asking for trouble walking around with it in her wallet. I'd like to see her explain that one to airport security.
HOW I MOVE AROUND...
I can crawl and I'm working on standing up. You may have noticed that I have a really big head which means that after a bit of crawling I'll rest it on the floor for a bit. But don't worry, I'll get up and continue soon enough. It's hard work!
THINGS I DO NOT LIKE TO EAT...
I eat everything!
THINGS I CANNOT EAT (allergies/religious reasons)...
Please don't give me lobster. My grandad is allergic to it and I might be too. I'm fine with caviar, froie grais and bluefin tuna though.
May 10th - First Day At Nursery
I can't believe this has come around so quickly! Our boy is off to nursery to make new friends and let mummy get on with some work. Holding back the tears.
We dressed him in the coolest outfit we had, just to make sure he didn't end up on the nerd table at lunchtime.
April 28 - A Right Royal Wedding
The menu
(all counties were covered)
Cucumber, smoked salmon and egg & cress sandwiches
Pork pies
Scotch eggs
Eaton mess
Welsh Rarebit
Trifle
and PIMMS!
8 Months
Weight: 9.7kg
Length: 68cm
New skills: Crawling! Clapping, standing up holding onto something.
Talents: Blowing raspberries and pteridactyl noises, (Braaaaark!)
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