I'm a big boy now...

Wotchadoin?

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Where better to snooze than on Mum's chest...

The Wonderful World of Bumbos

Bumbo baby seats. A wonderful invention. Both bubbas are big enough and strong enough to sit in them now, even the more delicate Sophie...

Flying visit

Out of the blue, Luis Paulo dropped by on a day trip to the UK from Portugal. People are flying in from around the world just to hug our little bubbas. Very gratifying!

The eyes have it

I just love Matthew and Sophie's eyes. So very different from each other too.

Developing laughter

My mum and dad discovered just how funny both of our babies find head shaking today. I don't know quite what it is about it, but they get a deep laugh going. Adorable.

Off to work

Today was the long-awaited trip to College to show off the Baby Babers to our work colleagues.


Chris and the babies had a great time. Sophie, in particular, beamed at everybody and even though Matthew was a little under the weather with a virus, he made new friends. Happily, Chris teamed up with Nina and her six-month old son Nicholas (or Little Johnny as I prefer to call him) for a stroll round the park and the offices. Lots of fun, but exhausting for Chris, who conked out on the bed when we got home while feeding Sophie.

Here's a photo of Nicholas. Cute too!

Anything Matthew can do...

Sophie might not be able to do better, but she's doing her best to keep up. She can certainly sit up straight and hold her head up far more effectively than a couple of weeks ago. She's a couple of pounds lighter than Matthew and has always been in his shadow physically, but maybe it's because she's a girl, maybe it's because she's more laid back, but she's getting there in her own sweet time.

Yodel-ay-ee-heeeeeeeeeeeeeee

My God, has Sophie found her singing voice or what? Overnight she discovered she could do what Matthew's been doing for about three weeks now, only an octave higher. Sing like a canary! Sometimes it's a bit like the noise a cat makes when you tread on it. Sometimes it's a little like whale music. It depends on her mood really - she sings when she's happy and grumpy. Or maybe it's because somebody's stolen her clothes...



Mum and Dad are in for a shock when they turn up later this week!