Today is Baby Octavius first month party and Mummy decided to dress me up with this new outfit she bought recently. She forget to bring along her camera to the party and so she could only take my pictures without Baby Octavius. She said I looked like a Telly Tubby in this. And since I am so red that day, she decided I should take picture with my Elmo shoes and toy.
And here's some picture of Mummy (my stylist cum photographer) and me...
Friday, November 23, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Elmo and Me...
Mummy bought me a new Elmo shoes as the weather is turning cold and it makes my little feet really cold. However, the shoes do not stay very long on my feet, after having enough fun of it, I'll pull them out cos they look too much like a toy to me.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
Walking out of the house for the first time...
From mummy:
This is the very first time, Elliot walked out of the house, accompanying mummy to open the mailbox. He was alittle unsure and insecure, yet curious at the same time. Pausing after a few steps to look around (with his mouth opened) and trying to squeeze in whichever space he can find in me as I think he is feeling alittle insecure being exposed to the outside world for the first time on his own feet... And he grabbed on to my hand very firmly too...
I know all these will be gone after a few more times out of the house, and I am right. He started picking leaves and stones on the floor and walked on his own without holding my hand. Even threw a tantrum and refused to go into the house as he wants to be out alittle longer.... and this was only the 2nd time he was out...
This is the very first time, Elliot walked out of the house, accompanying mummy to open the mailbox. He was alittle unsure and insecure, yet curious at the same time. Pausing after a few steps to look around (with his mouth opened) and trying to squeeze in whichever space he can find in me as I think he is feeling alittle insecure being exposed to the outside world for the first time on his own feet... And he grabbed on to my hand very firmly too...
I know all these will be gone after a few more times out of the house, and I am right. He started picking leaves and stones on the floor and walked on his own without holding my hand. Even threw a tantrum and refused to go into the house as he wants to be out alittle longer.... and this was only the 2nd time he was out...
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Last day at Gymboree...
Mummy decided to stop the gymboree class, for awhile at least, as she said she is bringing me to some other places to play.
The last day of my class was pretty smooth, at the beginning... I was happy chasing after the ball till a little boy, named Ryan, knocked me on the head and I cried really hard. This is actually the 2nd time he knocked me already, just the week before, the same thing happened... Mummy could have took a picture of him, but the battery was flat after taking these few pix of me with the ball...
During the last 6 months, I actually accomplished quite abit. From a little baby who can barely crawl to one that runs around the gym trying to climb high and low, chasing after balls and bubbles and so many more.....
The last day of my class was pretty smooth, at the beginning... I was happy chasing after the ball till a little boy, named Ryan, knocked me on the head and I cried really hard. This is actually the 2nd time he knocked me already, just the week before, the same thing happened... Mummy could have took a picture of him, but the battery was flat after taking these few pix of me with the ball...
During the last 6 months, I actually accomplished quite abit. From a little baby who can barely crawl to one that runs around the gym trying to climb high and low, chasing after balls and bubbles and so many more.....
Friday, November 16, 2007
A disastrous haircut
Mummy wanted me to let a professional hairstylist to cut my hair, as she feels that she was not doing a good job and the messes that she has to clean up was too much for her. Just nice Daddy was going for a haircut that day, and Mummy insisted that I should get one too, although Daddy was a little skeptical about it.
When the hairstylist started, I started whining and crying. No one bothered about me and this made me really angry. I cry louder and in the end the cutting finally stopped. I could not have a good haircut as I was moving too much and crying too loud...
This is how I look after the cut...
My first haircut with Daddy...
From Mummy:
I am not happy with the haircut. After looking at how the hairstylist do it, I think I can do a better job, besides Elliot is more confortable with me cutting his hair (although I have to bribe him with a biscuit or 2). Looks like I have no choice but to bear with the mess after each haircut and cut Elliot's hair from today onwards till he is old enough to be able to sit still in a hair salon and not cry during the haircut.
However, after some styling done by me, he looks so much better.
But I still think he looks better when his hair is slightly longer, don't you think so?
When the hairstylist started, I started whining and crying. No one bothered about me and this made me really angry. I cry louder and in the end the cutting finally stopped. I could not have a good haircut as I was moving too much and crying too loud...
This is how I look after the cut...
My first haircut with Daddy...
From Mummy:
I am not happy with the haircut. After looking at how the hairstylist do it, I think I can do a better job, besides Elliot is more confortable with me cutting his hair (although I have to bribe him with a biscuit or 2). Looks like I have no choice but to bear with the mess after each haircut and cut Elliot's hair from today onwards till he is old enough to be able to sit still in a hair salon and not cry during the haircut.
However, after some styling done by me, he looks so much better.
But I still think he looks better when his hair is slightly longer, don't you think so?
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Friday, November 09, 2007
I love to read...
I love to read... and I like it when Mummy reads to me too. Now that I am older, sometimes I will read to myself and point to the images in the book. Sometimes the book looks so yummy that I so can't resist and needs to put them into my mouth. They taste funny though and Mummy will get angry whenever I do that.
A Little Musician...
One of Elliot's favourite pastime is to play with his musical instruments. He can now aim and hit a few keys with the stick, though he would still tend to miss a few...
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