So, here I am …a little over two weeks away from being 1 whole year old! Doesn’t time fly when you are having fun?
I also discovered recently that I am soon to be a big brother, no longer the baby of the house, someone to look up to etc etc (that’s what Mummy thinks….I’m going to be a force to be reckoned with ). Yes my Mummy is having another baby.
She had a funny little photograph of the new baby that she was showing the children…. a strange looking alien like creature from what I can see, not that I saw it for long “no darling, you musn’t eat the picture” is what Mummy said before removing it from my vice like grip
So….a big brother…… I’m not entirely sure what this will entail, seeing as I am still a baby myself. I’m sure there will be ample opportunity for grabbing/hoiking/lunging at the small creature that will soon take up even more space in our house.
She needn’t think I am sharing my toys though. Or my highchair. Or my pram. I NEED them, the new arrival can get his/her own