TBH, I am not sure it is a good look for me.
A few weeks ago, Mummy and Daddy took me to see Emily. She is about 6 months older than me and can talk well and stuff. She shared her toys with me.
And she was cool with me styling her hair. Which is ginger, so needs all the help I can offer, obv.
And then we had a bite of tea. Twas very civilised.
Daddy took a day off work and we all went to Brighton to see fishes. Here’s me in a dome thing looking at turtles.
And here I am meeting some other fish. Dunno what they are. They were big though.
Then some massive bloke in a Octonauts costume came wandering around the place. I don’t know what Octonauts are cos I only watch In The Night Garden, but he seemed pretty cool.
Then we went on the pier.
All in all, a pretty cool day.
Well, Granny and Great Uncle Adrian and his wife Fi and their offspring and Mummy and Daddy and me all went to Pizza Express. I tried their Kiddy Menu pasta, well that’s a lie. I didn’t even taste it. It looked shit compared to Daddy’s lovely home made pasta. So I didn’t eat it at all.
Fortunately, Daddy has the foresight to bring me a packed dinner, so I scoffed that instead.
Daddy thought it would be hilarious to put a moustache on me.