Tired of toeing the, er, toe

Hi fans

An omnibus of me goodness today...

I have this feeling, got bit of an inlking, mum and dad are planning something. I don't know exactly what, but I have heard the words 'car', 'Shepp-mate', 'Melbourne', 'Auntie Alice', 'Fonz', 'Auntie Kara', 'a cast of millions', 'Tocumwal' and 'Albury' a fair bit recently.

Hmmm, that has nothing to do with the below photos, one of which is destined to be revisited at my 21st.

You will pick it when you see it. Mum and dad are still giggling about it.

Mum likes to model out-of-date Olympus digital cameras. She's a bit crazy when she hasn't been sleeping.

I think dad likes The Very Hungry Catapiller more than me. I prefer M is for Metal. And what is going on with dad trying to look like Chopper? Except for the ears of course...

Check out my totally ace sheets. Are they cool or what? For some reason, I dream of M & Ms.

So, the story goes, my mate Nikko here says "I'll bet you $20 you can't suck my toe." And I'm like "you're on buddy." So I do, and mum has the camera...

It was funny though. Nikko is sad cos he owes me $20. Cough it up pal or next time I bite.

One afternoon, this crazy man turns up at Campsie-Upon-Cook on a crazy lookin' motorbike. I had a sit on it, and can now say I have drooled on this very expensive two-wheeled speed machine. When the bike was reviewed on Alpha, it said this bike made babies cry. I say 'prove it crazy man'.

Sculptures by the Sea is more than just a few arty things chucked up along wanky Eastern suburban beaches, it's a chance for dad to get arty and take pics of me and mum in mirrors.

And it is tiring, being carried about in a pouch, looking at all the other babies, held captive in their stupid expensive Bugaboos.

So there you go. Until next time...

Harper