Not a lottery rollover, an Oscar rollover!

I've decided that lying on my tummy is fun, also rollling over on to my back from my tummy is good fun, Mummy and Daddy are everso proud at what I can do, I'm getting stronger and more alert all of the time. I'm really good at putting my hands round a mug and putting it to my mouth - Mummy doesn't think I'm ready for a cuppa yet though, she'll put my water in a training cup first.

The last 2 weeks have flown by really quickly. That means that I must have been having lots of fun! I've seen some of my family, Grandma Pat has come back from France for ever so I've seen her and on Tuesday of this week I went to see her, Gt Aunty Andy and Gt Uncle Terry for the whole day, even Gt Aunty Janice came round to visit. I didn't miss Mummy or Daddy at all, we had fun every second of the time I was there, I even grumbled when it was time to go home!

I went swimming again which was great. I liked it more the second time as I think I remembered it from the week before. I did lots of floating on my back, Mummy supported my neck and shoulders and I splish splash splooshed with my arms and legs. Rubber ducky didn't have to save me this week!

I've had a nasty cough over the last week. Mummy took me to the docs last Friday as I was sounding like an old man. I've been taking an antibiotic called Amoxocillin - it's yellow and tastes of synthetic banana, I like the real thing and this yellow goo is urgh! Needless to say I give Mummy a run for her money when she tries to get it in my mouth, I keep it firmly shut... so she puts it in my dinner - naughty sneeky Mummy! I'm all better now though.

I was supposed to go and see Harriet and Gene yesterday. We only decided that morning to postpone until next Friday as Harriet's developed a hacking cough - she's obviously come out in a sympathy cough - Gene's gone in for a his hernia op today so his Mummy thought it better that he didn't get a double dose of illness from Harriet or I, so we all stayed clear of eachother. GOOD LUCK GENE for the op today, I'll be thinking of you!

We went to the pub last week and read the newspaper. Daddy let me have a go and I quite enjoyed it - I did ask for the Financial Times so that I could keep up with the FTSE 100 and could tell Daddy which companies to invest in... he said that I should perhaps wait a little bit until we know what the economy's doing... I agree! I also agree that beer's better than milk!

I'm 9 months old now... remember what I looked like... remarkable!