The warrior's guide to survival

Dear Mr Nobody, Well, it's been a while and my mobile-blogging-leading-to-more-abundant-writing theory has fallen rather splat down on its face as yet. oh well, what can i say? little lioncub keeps me rather busy. Nine months old now, he has almost spent as much time outside as he has inside of me (he was over a week late). And in his magnificent and wonderful time on this earth he has learnt to sit, then stand, to feed from me and to eat food from his own hand. He can laugh, and make others laugh, and cry, but not very often. He can wriggle from place to place on his belly and make big cartoon steps with his legs. He can say Mummy, when he is tired, wants a nappy or some mummy milk, and melts my heart in the process. he can babble as if he is telling me something terribly important, he maintains eye contact and makes me feel very special. He can pull himself up to standing now with ease, and can move around the furniture and from furniture to my legs and onwards. He...

Dear mr nobody, Well what a lucky day, i only went and won some sunglassess!! Never mind that its the winter nearly, we're still getting a bit of autumnal sunshine i can test them out in. My little boy is getting more wonderful every day, he can say mummy and hiya, he can wave and hug me in the most adorable way. He can shout, SO LOUDLY! Hes not a real crier, but if he's not getting what he needs he just yells at quite an astounding volume. Cant imagine where he gets that from!! He can do a few small steps, if someone holds his arms, and today he was in his playpen and pulled himself up to standing. I am so proud and excited. And still only eight months old. Things i dont want to forget number x (i cant remember where id got to) : His breath - they should bottle that smell, so warm and sweet, like strawberries but more delicate and with a heartbreaking warmth to it. I could breathe his breath all day long if he would let me. I could cuddle him all day too, but he has othe...