very big bath

Hi guys, here I am at last after a very busy weekend. It was really really busy for a little lad like me, but I think it was busy for big-guy and girl-with-the-pony-tail too since last night they looked rather exhausted!
Anyway, saturday I went to visit blond-lady. I know you're all really interested in finding out more about blond-lady, but it will just have to wait, because first I'll tell you about Sunday! Ha!
Sunday was a long day. The girl-with-the-pony-tail woke me up as usual for my breakfast, then she changed my clothes. I thought we'd play on the big bed as we usually do, but instead her and big-guy started rushing around the house preaparing bags by the door. In a flash we were out there, me in my seat for the vroom. 'We're going out in the vroom!' I thought eagerly. But as we walked along the road I couldn't sea the vroom. Instead big-guy opened the door of a thing that was bigger than the vroom and not black, but white.
'Where has vroom gone?' I wondered as they put my seat inside this white thing. Then big-guy and the girl-with-the-pony-tail got in too. 'Woosh'. 'Woosh'. I heard. What was that sound. The white thing started moving and I realised it was that which was making the noise. Where is vroom? I kept asking myself. How can we get anywhere with a vehicle that goes whoosh?! But somehow we did. We glided along with this very silent Woosh. The girl-with-the-pony-tail played some games with me and then I fell asleep.
So that's the story about the Woosh. But what I really wanted you to know is the story about where we went in the Woosh.
I woke up next to the girl and she was looking out of the window and waving at someone. I recognised the face straight away. It was the girl of one of the little people I go to the park with, Francesco. He must be here too, I thought. We got out of the Woosh and went into a place full of big people and little people. Big-guy and girls and little people. The big people kept talking and laughing and they all had bags. Then they took each one of us little people to a little bed where they changed our nappied. Big-guy put me into a new type of nappy which he just pulled up from my legs instead of wrapping it around my bottom. Strange.
Anyway, what happened next amazed me and yet made me feel very much at home. The-girl-with-the-pony-tail picked me up and carried me near something which reminded me of the tub I have my bath in, before I go to bed. It was much much much bigger though. So big, I tell you, that all the big-people AND  the little people could fit into it. Yes, you heard that right. We all went into the big bath tub. It was wonderful. The-girl-with-the-pony-tail carried me down some steps and into the water. It was a warm feeling, like being cuddled all over, like being back in the place where I sat up side down for all those months. I flapped my arms up and down, as I always do when I am excited, and the water splashed around me. My big people kept smiling at me and looked really pleased by my reaction, so I splashed about some more.
We spent quite a while in the big bath tub. At one point a man held me in the middle of a circle made by all the people and swirled me around in the water. I smiled at all the big-girls very proudly!

big people little people medium people

Yesterday the-girl-with-the-pony-tail took me out for one of our afternoon walks and I saw something new. We were sitting at a cafè in the main square. The-girl-with-the-pony-tail likes cafés a lot. She had a drink and I had some water from my bottle. While we sat there two people caught my eye. The reason they attracted my attention was that they were a lot smaller than the-girl-with-the-pony-tail and big-guy and the two ladies that come to look after me, blond-lady and brown-lady (I'll tell you about them later on), and generally smaller than all the big-people I have seen. This is what Elijah and I call the people that walk on their feet and that pick us up and carry us around. Big-people. We call ourselves little-people, by comparison. We are the ones that have trouble sitting up. I have met a few little-people recently. I'll tell you more in detail about that too. But I had never seen two people like the ones at the café. They were sitting up on their own, drinking from a glass, but they were not very big. They were medium. I smiled at them a lot (they were girls by the way) and they smiled back at me. So I smiled some more. We had a good time smiling at each other. Anyway, that's something new to tell Elijah when I see him next. I'm sure he'll be able to tell me more about it.

sitting up 2

Sudden progress in the sitting up department. I am still not able to get into this position from lying down, but when the-girl-with-the-pony-tail places me sitting up on my playmat I manage to stay upright for a few minutes. She says I'm like a bowling pin, whatever that is. She sometimes helps me when I tilt to the side and then I can stay upright for another few minutes. It's quite thrilling, but I'm still not completely satisfied, as you can immagine. I want to be able to get into that position on my own.

home 2

I should probably get back to the story now. Sorry guys, but I just got sidetracked telling you my latest news.
Anyway, I was saying how we travelled in a black box, in the vroom. Again, I fell asleep. I must tell you I used to do that often when they put me in the vroom and especially when it started rumbling. I just couldn't help myself. Now that they sit me in my seat though, I've started appreciating the view and managing to stay awake more. I still doze off from time to time, but if I concentrate on the things moving outside the vroom, or if the girl-with-the-pony-tail rattles something at me, I manage to stay awake and enjoy the ride. Anyway, then I was still in my falling asleep a lot faze, so I did. Next thing I knew, I was being transported in my little box by big-guy. We entered a place which was very warm and smelt nice. I was sure it wasn't the place with the unfashionable girls in green thanks to the smell. As I told you I could only see in black and white and very blurry too, so what helped me figure out I had never been in this particular place before was indeed the smell. A sweet familiar smell, like a mixture between the smell of big-guy and that of the girl-with-the-pony-tail. I later found out this was a place called home and it is where i spend most of my time. Big-guy and girl-with-the-pony-tail spend most of their time here too. Big-guy goes out of the door after they have that thing called 'coffee' after we all wake up and spend time on the big bed. But he always comes back.

roll over, roll over

Hi everyone. There has been a sudden improvement in the physical skill department (no sitting up yet I'm afraid). It happened while I was lying on my tummy, working on my experiments with the flying butterfly, the colourful bird, and the rattly ball. A few days ago I managed to lift my arms in the air and swing them at the butterfly and the colourful bird. The bird makes a lovely rattly sound which I like to hear over and over again. Next to the bird there is a rolling ball which also rattles. I have learnt to make it spin really fast. The more it spins, the more it rattles. It's wonderful. I have really been working on these discoveries and am enjoying the results thoroughly. However today something happened which put everything in a very different perspective. As I was lying there, lifting one arm and then the other as high as I could, and then bashing the bird, the butterfly and the ball, I suddenly felt myself falling and my whole body flopped over. All of a sudden, there I was lying on my back looking up. The girl-with-the-pony-tail looked amazed and then started clapping her hands and singing a song. 'Roll over, roll over' it went. Well she was very happy, but I was a bit annoyed, because I couldn't get back into the tummy position and get on with my research. After singing this sogn she seemed to understand what I was thinking and flopped me back over. I think I'll try it again tomorrow.

a very frustrating thing

As I promised in my last post, I am going to tell you about 'sitting up'. Currently I am struggling to get to grips with this position. It's a very tricky business. Usually the girl-with-the-pony-tail lies me flat on my back and lets me play with my flying toys. She also puts me in this position when she has to change my nappy. Sometimes she grabs hold of my hands and pulls me up into what is called a 'sitting position'. It's really cool when this happens wecause I can see the world from a totally different angle. In fact everything changes while I shift from lying down to sitting. Sometimes I am actually put directly into this position, but I have things around me then, or big-guy holding me up.
At the moment I am trying to figure out how I can get into the sitting up position without them helping me. I have tried but without success. I push my head up, tense my neck, contract my stomach muscles, but nothing happens. I just lie there with my head slightly lifted and a strained expression on my face. Big-guy and  girl-with-the-pony-tail think this is very clever and praise me for it. But it's not enough for me. I just want to sit up! I'll let you guys know if and when I succeed...

feet

Once again I have to interrupt the story from the beginning to tell you about a discovery I have made over the past week or so. About a month ago I discovered two amazing things I have at the top of my body. The girl-with-the-pony-tail calls them 'hands'. Fascinating, they are. With lots of 'fingers' on each one. I have studied them in detail. I can move them up and down and round and round. I can open and close the 'fingers' and I can use these 'hands' to hold things and grab things. Things like the girl-with-the-pony-tail's hair, the big-guy's very big 'fingers', the various colourful things that they shake in front of my face.
I was practicing grabbing stuff when the girl-with-the-pony-tail put me in a sitting up position (I'll tell you all about that too..), when I saw two things at the end of my body. I felt an urge to move about, and I saw the two things moving about too. Suddlenly I just had to lunge at them and grab them. Then I pushed myself back to see if they were able to escape, but no, they were still there. So again I lunged at them and grabbed them even harder. Suddenly I felt a tingle and realised that it was me that was making them move. It was a fun day when this happened, and I still like to practice grabbing these things, which by the way are called 'feet'. My good friend Elijah says they will be extremely useful to us one day, and that they will enable us to do something called 'walking ' and something else called 'running'. For the time being though I am enjoying the novelty of just knowing I have them and trying to grab hold of them when I'm in the right position to get hold of them.