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Month 8 (12/12/04-11/1/05)

Mummy and I had a trip to Skipton to meet up with Jillian and little George. He seems a nice chap!





Because it's nearly Christmas, I'm wearing my Christmas pudding top. It looks tasty... I hope I'll be allowed some on the day.



Why is it that Daddy always tickles me?!



After a hard day's tickling, I like nothing better than to relax in front of the TV.



Life isn't too bad, really.



Mummy keeps me entertained too...



...although I'm not sure if she likes me playing with the telephone!



Here I am with my pals Gordon (middle) and Luke (left).



I'm down at Grandma's for Christmas. The tree looks nice and it's good fun pulling things off it. Daddy is drinking lots but I only seem to get the dregs.



Santa's hopefully visiting tomorrow...! I've put my stocking out.



Happy Christmas everyone! Mummy and Daddy gave me this lovely card...



I've got a huge present from Grandma... I wonder what it is!





It was my own personal gym! Here I am doing a spot of training in it, and emptying my stocking at the same time.



Christmas seems like good fun. Cousin Isaac and I like all the presents!



Mummy and Daddy bought me a cuddly oranguntan!!!



After a hard day's present opening, you can't beat a bottle of milk.



On Boxing Day, we went to see Granny and Grandad. Uncle Mark and Auntie Jaymie were there too. Everyone seemed impressed with my gym.





This Christmas lark is exhausting...



...and these hats look silly!!



OK... that's enough now... no more photos... you've had your lot!



Uncle Mark and Auntie Jaymie have bought me a mobile phone. I now have two... just like Uncle Mark!



Granny and Grandad have been making a fuss of me.





Daddy was photographed in this small chair when he was little like me. We thought it might be a good idea to photograph me in it so we could compare the two shots. I think I look much cuter.



Here I am back home on New Year's Day. Tomorrow we're off on a skiing holiday in Italy.



We flew to Turin from Manchester and, after a coach journey, got a skidoo up to our hotel. That was very exciting! Here I am in Italy in my ski suit at the hotel. Either I've got jet lag or the altitude is making me feel tired, or maybe a bit of both.



It appears to have had the same effect on Daddy too.



At least Mummy is still awake... the hotel has a Jacuzzi and I like it in there.



Once Daddy was a bit more with it, we played in the pool together:

Kicking ball in pool video (3.2MB)
Kicking ball in pool again video (3.1MB)

Going out sledging is fun, too! You might think I look a little shell-shocked in the first of these images, but Daddy has just pushed me down from the top of the black run which you can see behind, on the right.



I prefer the flatter areas.





Here's a couple of videos of Mummy and Daddy skiing.

Mummy skiing... she's good! (4.6MB)
Daddy skiing... he's rubbish! (6.6MB)

Lewi is on holiday with us. He is around 2 years old and can speak and everything.



One day, we took the chairlift up into the mountains. The views up here are lovely, and it's nice and secure in the papoose with Daddy.



Video taken on the way back down (3.6MB)

Here's the whole group, except for Lewi... he's off on a mission somewhere.



One of the waitresses made a lot of fuss of me. I think she wanted to take me home.



I liked her too because she brought bread to the table, and I liked the bread a lot.

Eating bread video(9.4MB)
Eating more bread video(5.5MB)

And here we are returning home. We had to get a chairlift down from our hotel in the mountains.