My first time on a plane

Yesterday was my first time on a plane. Mummy, Daddy, Abigail and I are taking a big trip somewhere, I don't quite know where, but I'm going along for the ride, cos I'm happiest when I'm with Mummy and Daddy.

Do you like the bed they gave me on the plane? It's bigger than the travel bed I usually sleep in at the moment.


I didn't throw up even once on the plane, I was such a good boy. But I had a little chuck just now, and it felt really good!


It looks like I am planning on some teeth arriving within a month or so. I'm starting to practice my chewing now.

Look I'm growing

I am now 14 weeks old, although these photos were taken a couple of weeks ago. I love to smile lots and lots. I will even smile at you before you smile at me, as I am a bit of an extrovert like my Daddy. I also love to kick my legs lots and lots, like my big sister Abigail still does.

I enjoy my bottles of milk. Although I do have a tendency to throw them up when I have finished. Mummy is a little bit frustrated about this, and hopes I will stop soon, but I am always so happy after I have thrown up. Mummy calls me a "happy chucker".


You may be cute, but are you as cute as me?


My Daddy loves me very much.


Look at me grow, "when I grow up I'm gonna be a Rough Rider!"


Go Riders!

Hmmmmm.....

Hmmmm..... I think that's Mom I can see in the box. What's she doing over there? And who is that other tiny person?