Thursday, 30 March 2006

Achtung all Nanas & Poppas!!!


Look out you Nanas & Poppas - I'm coming!!!!

Yep, that's right, Team Thomas are heading your way. Put all your breakables away and even the stuff you would never dream could be broken... Jude will get it.

We are off to Hamilton tonight and then Rotorua the next day for Daddy to do a bike ride to Taupo. Then it's a few days leisure (yeah right) in Rotorua before heading back to Hamilton.

Jude enjoyed his day with Great Nana & Poppa Baron yesterday - as you can see from the photo, Jude thought he was a little tiny baby again and demanded to be bottle fed on Great Poppa Dick's lap. Poppa Dick didn't seem to mind too much. But look at those loooooong legs - do they go all the way up? (Jude not Poppa Dick).

Adios amigos (for now).
Team Thomas

Friday, 24 March 2006

Please lift your Kaftan


Well hello everybody,

Here I am outside at my new house. I quite often come out here to inspect the rocks. I pick them up, check them to ensure they are the type of rock that is worthy of being in my garden and then I throw them away. You may ask why I do this, well the answer is obvious and if you can't figure it out without me telling you then you are obviously an idiot.

I am getting pretty adventurous with standing by myself. I can now stand unaided for about 30 seconds. The problem is that when I realise that I am standing it becomes very hard and I fall over. You may think that this is a strange phenomena coming from a person as bright as what I am but I bet that you have never tried standing and thinking at the same time. Give it a go sometime and see how long you last!!

Some other exciting news...... I have learnt a few new words. That four legged grey and white beast that taunts me is called a tat, the plastic thing full of water that Mum and Dad throw me in is a bar and those crazy dudes in the glass box that talk to me are the gggggg's.

I guess I had better go now as Mum wants to get on the computer. She always wants the things that I have, for example, I can't go for two hours without her stealing my nappy.

Anyway, I am going to go and sleep now, you bore me.

J.E.T

Friday, 17 March 2006

I am not an animal...


...I'm a human being.

This lovely photo was taken of Jude yesterday while he was having a right old good-time playing peek-a-boo with Mummy and the security gate at the top of our stairs. I think he thought he was pretty clever in "locking" Mummy out.

Well, Jude is now finally over his gastro bug (which incidentally took about a week to clear up totally and was kindly passed on to both Mummy and Daddy - Daddy actually said the words "I think I'm dying"). Jude decided that he didn't want his tea at all last night, which is completely unheard of for our little piggie. Needless to say, he awoke at the ungodly hour of 5.57am this morning screaming for milk and his weetbix.

Jude loves the new house. He loves climbing the stairs, playing in all the kitchen drawers and chasing the cat (who, for some reason, has got quite brave around him and will tolerate being in the same room as long as her tail is left alone - highly unlikely!!).

Jude has a new passion in his life - BATHS!!! No longer will Mummy & Daddy be allowed to get away with "oh, he won't need a bath tonight" - oh no - Mr Jude MUST have his bath every night and every chance he gets, he's in the bathroom throwing his toys into the bath in the hopes that Mummy or Daddy might just give in and run one for him...

Jude also has 9 teeth now - the latest being a bottom molar. Still no signs of walking yet - well, that's a lie - there ARE signs of walking, he just doesn't want to do it yet. He will stand for seconds not holding on to anything until he realises and then promptly sits down with a bump.

Well, that's all for now folks. Here's another photo of our cutie for your viewing pleasure.

Thursday, 9 March 2006

Absolute Rot


After some of the previous blogs that I have posted, Mum said that I wasn't allowed to write anything that was absolute rot. Everything that I have to write has to be informative and factual so as to give my fans something interesting to read.

Well just like most days, I am going to defy my mother. Today I will write about my perfect world.

In my perfect world Mongie would stay still long enough for me to "pat" her, I would be able to throw my food wherever I liked, all of my food would be made of chocolate, I would be allowed into whichever drawer I wanted, no-one would ever be allowed to eat in front of me, Stephen Hawking would choke on a mushroom and die, Cameron and I would take over the world, it would be legal to beat the crap out of my parents, the Wiggles would be real people not just strange pictures stuck in a glass cage, I would never have to go to bed, Daddy would let me drive the car, people would stop sticking plastic boxes that flash in my face in front of me and Nathan from hi-5 would stop taking himself so seriously.

Anyway I am going to go off and squeeze off a length in my nap.

J.E.T

PS. I am not well today - I spewed twice in my bed last night and have a tummy-bug according to the doctor.

Saturday, 4 March 2006

It's my Birthday

This is me on my Birthday proper. For those of you that don't remember, this is me after I came out of Mummy's tummy.

As you can see I am a very smart little boy as I have been able to get really big in a short period of time. No one else can do that (apart from Uncle Jason).

I enjoyed my birthday a lot, I had all of my friends and family around on Saturday and on my birthday proper Mummy and Daddy took me to the beach. I crawled around the whole beach, found lots of shells, studied them and then threw away the ones that didn't meet my standards.

I was very impressed by the fish cake that mummy made me, it looked like a real fish. I was also really impressed by the presents I got. I got lots of clothes, lots of toys and lots of money.

Now to more important things. I am planning my year ahead, this year I will do some magic tricks for you. I will walk on two legs, I will use some real words, I will grow loads of blonde hair, I will write a three thousand word novel and I will probably be signed up as a young professional at Everton Football club.

Anyway, everyone can buy me lots of things...... its all about me me and more me.

Jude