Two TV Addicts

Here's Jude and his friend Cameron watching The Muppet Show.

Jude's walking has been really good today - he has pretty much tottered around on his pins all day and is getting steadier and steadier.

He has had a cold every week since starting daycare and now Mummy has caught it too - the joys of public childcare I guess.

Anyway, not much else to report - Jude has been drawing pictures with his new crayons and fell over holding his sippy cup yesterday and cut his eyelid with his fingernail and it's a bit puffy and bruised-looking. I should have taken him to the Ascot Hospital just up the road and maybe we would have seen Keith Richards...

I rule

As I rule and Mummy does not I command you to ignore her comment that instructed you to ignore my last blog.

Power to the gings!!!!

Thomas had been shunting all day

Please disregard the previous post. Jude's father is being a moron.

Here is Jude enjoying his first ride on Thomas the Tank Engine. He had a huge smile on his face the whole time and enjoyed pointing with his finger.

Not much else to report except the walking is coming along nicely - he teeters and totters all over the place. We had a big play-time with Playdoh yesterday - I think Mummy & Daddy had more fun than Jude. We had to fish small pieces of Playdoh from his mouth every now and then, but no casualties were reported.

Jude is off to day-care again today - no doubt there will be finger painting, sandpit playing and NO SLEEPING.

TTFN

Mere Mortals

Hello Mere Mortals,

I have snuck into the computer room whilst mummy and daddy are watching televsion downstairs. I don't know what they are watching, probably something that I am not interested in that appeals to the intellect of a poorly educated snail from Reading.

Anyway I am going to take the oppurtunity to say what I really think. As you can see from this picture I am having a few issues with that stupid table in the middle of our lounge. I am cruising along on my trusty shanks and this thing always gets in the way. I am planning to put all the love letters that mum has written to dad (and there are lots of them) under this cursed hunk of wood and put a flame to it. Today I managed to rub some playdoh into its surface and I smashed the remote control into the top a few times. I think it knows whose bee-atch it is!!

I have had a lot of visitors recently which is good because, quite frankly, my parents are morons. Just this morning Dad asked Mum if she would like a cup of tea. Mum said "yes"...... moron. If you don't understand then you are a Moron too.

I have got a few more words now (I write much better than I speak). Just yesterday I was waving goodbye to cars in a carpark and saying "bye" to all those inside the vehicles. You may wonder why? Well it is all part of my cunning plan to lure Stephen Hawking and Bono into the same room. I am then going to bring one of my big plans to fruition. That is a role swap between the two clowns. Bono will end up as a wisened spectacled fool in an electronic cart and Stephen Hawking will become the preaching front man of a washed up rock band. He will certainly attract the ladies.

Tomorrow I am off to daycare. This is an oppurtunity that I have to grow and develop into an upstanding member of our community. It is really like parliament, I get to scream at other people, get feed four big meals during the day and I get to finger paint. You may question whether they finger paint in parliament...... well next time you see Helen Clark on tele have a look at those claws she calls fingers. Under the nails you will see little bits of play doh and over 14 different shades of water based finger paint.

I am going to sneak back into bed now. It looks like the fools have finished watching tele. Dad will do his usual pre-bed activity of coming to check on me and then tucking me in. Well I better go and pretend I am asleep.

Good bye Mortals.

"Give Me Chocolate or Give Me Death"

Mmmmmm chocolate...

Jude likes Easter. Easter means chocolate and chocolate is gooooood. The photos do not fully illustrate the shaking little hands as he attempted to unwrap the Easter Egg though. Very Uncle Jeremyesque!!

The walking is still happening. It hasn't got any better or more frequent sadly. Who told me that once they took their first steps then it was all go? Well whoever it was - you were wrong.

Jude has had another pre-molar come through - that makes 10 teeth in total now. After all, he needed some extra help to chew up all that chocolate....

Well, we hope you all had a nice Easter break and ate plenty of fattening goodies (for the record - only ONE set of Nanas & Poppas provided an Easter Egg for Jude this year - in fact, ONE set of Nanas & Poppas only bought Jude tomatoes - I mean, what's with that? TOMATOES?????!!!honestly who eats tomatoes??? they are the devil's own food....).

An evil presence lurks...

............................. who is this moustachioed man in the white shirt?

Anyway, enough of that - Jude has been a very naughty boy and has been caught putting weird blogs on this website again. He has forthwith been banned from touching the computer. He has also been sentenced to 9 strokes of the rattan cane.

Right - back to reality. Jude enjoyed his first day of daycare on Wednesday. He came home covered in blue paint and sand. He had had an absolute ball apparently and the ladies all said that he could stay on full-time as he was such an easy-going child. Yeah right. He was so tired (after refusing to have his afternoon nap) that he fell asleep while drinking his milk.

Jude took 4-5 steps yesterday while Mummy was talking on the phone. We have been trying to get him to do it again but alas, he will only do 2-3 steps before tottering over. Still, I am sure he is on the veritable verge of walking and it will only be a matter of days (I realise I have been saying this for the last 6 weeks, but this time I am SURE I am right). Maybe one day he will even walk better than wobbly Nana Robyn?

My humble servants

My humble servants, I am preaching to you today on the subject of poverty in third world countries. Listen carefully as the words that will come from my mouth will provide you with the guidence and knowledge to help you live a fulfilling life.

I have a dream, a dream that one day there will be no poverty in this world, a dream that one day the world will live in peaceful harmony, a dream that........ wait a second Dad has told me to get off my damn soap box. He has also told me that I am starting to sound like Bono from U2 which scares me a little as Bono is really just a long haired freak with a microphone.

Dad has told me that I can save my ravings on world poverty for another time and that I should really tell you about stuff that I have been up to.

Well I haven't been up to anything this week.

Good bye.

Jude "The Transgressor" Thomas

Respect my authority

Yes that is right, I have become a sworn officer of the law. Have you seen the motto "To serve and Protect"?
Well I have given this motto some thought and quite frankly if you think I am here to serve or protect you then you can kiss my little pink butt. I will say this once only and you had better listen up...... You WILL respect my authority. You will give me what I want when I want it or there will be trouble.

I have just returned from taking Mum and Dad on a one week holiday to Taupo, Rotorua and Hamilton. When my Mum and Dad went out I stayed at home and looked after my Nanas and Poppas. They are getting old you know and they need someone to stay with them to make sure they are fed, diapered and put to bed at a reasonable hour.

Some interesting things have been happening in my life recently. I have worked out how to stand unaided and that I can take a few little steps to move myself along - but enough of that rubbish. The most important thing that I have learnt recently is that it is really funny to smash stuff into Daddy until he cries. There is nothing better than seeing a grown man brought to tears by a 2 foot creature weilding a plastic walking frame.

This coming week will see me go into daycare for one day. I am really looking forward to it. I will be taking my mini-handcuffs, wearing full police uniform and of course I will be taking my baton. Those other little kids will fell the full force of "Jude The Merciless".

Anyway my dad said that I should say something nice about other people on here, but why the hell should I listen to him? He needs to listen to me and respect my authority. I am going to go and find the cat and teach her a lesson - now where's my baton.....

Jude