Bouffant

Crazy happy baby is crazy happy.

Early Warning

Looks like I'll be going on the Supermodel farewell tour to Tokyo at the end of October.

Testing.. 1.2.3

Am I just having a technopeasant moment?

Answer - yes. I'll figure out the other photos later.

Little Ducks

Kewtastic.

Edit - hmmm.. not too sure why you can't expand the photos for this and the two posts below. Will look into it.

Edit 2 - Hahaha! A mighty victory over the forces of Blogger.

Yog-yog

This whole food thing? I can dig it.

Stripey

Little Miss Emily has recently been moved from the cot into a bed. This was largely necessitated by the snuffles' prodigous growth, causing her to outgrow the moses basket.

The whole cot-to-bed routine worked OKish, though was a little chaotic before we got a stairgate for the bedroom door. Since then, things have worked very smoothly.

Well, mostly.

I Want One

Ducks

Happy (almost) Birthday Little Miss Emily!

Since Grandma Cheryl wasn't going to be here for Emily's birthday today, we decided to celebrate it a little early, and made a family expedition down to the Barnes Wetland Centre, armed with a picnic and presents.

Emily thought the fields of daisies were great.

However, she wasn't so impressed with the birthday cake, giving us the "you're dead to me" look.

Until she had some, of course.

Beast of Burden

Pro Tip: Don't do this when small child is carrying ice-cream.

All Your Cones Are Belong To Us. Or, Emily thinks everyone should give her their ice cream

On a recent trip to Hyde Park, a yummy picnic and much lying around was had by all. Emily also dragged Aunty Lisa around the Round Pond to look (natch) at the ducks. Since it was such a lovely day, we figured ice cream all round would be appropriate.

Emily queued with me and Lisa happily for a few minutes before she realised that Other People were getting their ice creams Before Her, and this was obviously a Bad Thing.

Cue small child pushing to the front of the (admittedly small) queue, and demanding "want some!" to all and sundry. One nice lady was even willing to let Emily have a little bit of her ice cream, but we warned her that she wouldn't get it back.

Thanksfully, said queue moved quickly, and Her Mouseness soon got her hands (and mouth, face and clothes) on some ice cream

Chino!

Beware the babychino!

(aka fluffies)

Fleurs, part deux

As per Madre's request, the mouse in flower-admiring action.


We've also noticed that any white flower that looks even vaguely daisy-like is called a daisy.

Smiley

Smiley baby is very smiley.

Fleurs

The southern terrace now has lots of nice flower beds next to the restaurants. This means trips past this (to little gym, for example) can be delayed as someone wants to look at the pretty flowers.

Trek

Saw the new Trek.

V. Trekkerific.

Particulalrly liked the raised middle finger to the canonistas - "alternate reality, nyah, nyah, nyah!"

Evil guys ship is eeevil.

Ninjae

Yeah, I know lexifab got to show off first.

It's All Greek To Me

Working our way through the restaurants of the Southern Terrace, Alix has been keen to try the Real Greek and by a happy coincidence we were pootling past on a sunny day and it seemed appopriate to take advantage of the outside tables.


Good points to the Real Greek: fast service, pleasant (enough) staff. And outside tables of course.
Bad points: Food needs more zest.

Emily sees the food..




She eats the food..




She's not completely convinced by the food...




But she gives Mummy a kiss anyway.







And in other news, smiley baby is smiley.

Austria

Did a ski tour back to my old stomping grounds of St-Joahnn-in-Tirol with Michael and Rhys (Alix passed due to small snuffly creature). While Bunnys Pub wasn't the same without Paul and Mandy, still managed to get some pretty disgraceful behaviour in.

Also, our arrival co-incided with the best snow in 10 years, according to the locals (which I'd agree, it was pretty similar to my first time here back on the millenium).

The morning after we arrived, the view out the window.

And absolutely amazing conditions on the mountain. By the end of the week, pretty much had the snowboarding sorted.

Not too sure what the smurf story was. Some of them looked pretty grumpy. Would love to have been a fly on the wall when their manager told them about it.

Except for one really sunny day, snow continued through the week. Thankfully the visibility only got a bit too rubbish on the last day, when Michael and I went around the other side of the mountain and ran into horizontal snow.

And you know, sometimes you just had to give up.

And a selection of photos of Little Miss Emily and Her Snufflyness, as PXTed to me by Alix while I was away. Yay for picture messaging!