My first Christmas and stuff

Merry Christmas family, friends and fans!

Yes, my first Christmas, and man was it cool. It was all about me. As you will see, many others thought so too.

I scored a boat-load of goodies, from toys to clothes to, er, toys. I will never be short of toys. And books. My fave toy so far has been a red steering wheel toy from Auntie Kara that has makes heaps of sounds. I know mum and dad really love it when I bash at it for ages. Or better, when I lie on it and it makes mad sounds without me having to do a thing. Mum and dad are looking forward to when Auntie Kara has kids, so they can buy them drums and cap guns.

Mum made some red cup cakes for my girlfriend Jasmine, as we went out to Cherrybrook to visit her and her parents, Linda and Chris. Red cup cakes are also for my brother Maxwell. I look a bit surly, cos I don't get to eat them.

Dad played cricket last weekend. Well, he sat for most of the day, went and batted for about six overs and made eight runs. Hardly worth the effort really.

I wasn't kidding before when I said Christmas was about me. Look, here's me climbing my mountain of presents. It was madness. A very sweet madness.

Then I lorded over mum and dad's Christmas lunch and demanded they entertain me. Here they sacrifice a cracker in my name to ensure it rains. Later, they peeled grapes for me while wearing togas then dad wrestled lions while mum plotted my downfall with co-conspiritors. Will every Christmas be so dramatic? And for the eagle-eyed, my sweet new swing is hanging off the tree.

My Christmas lunch consisted of chicken and broccoli. You can see the chicken here, not quite making it into my mouth...which is unusual.

I was so hungry later that I had to raid the bin looking for scraps. Mum totally sprung me. I think she has the bin alarmed. Sneaky woman.

As you can see, I am wasting away. NOT. I hope mum's kisses are sugar-free or I could be the size of the beached whale by Easter (which I have heard also involves lots of food. That sounds pretty ace as well).

So, next stop, New Years Eve. My first. And it should be a cracker, judging by the preview of the fireworks we had here in Campsie on Christmas Eve. Sydney Harbour? That's for losers. The cool kids hang in Campsie and let the locals go nuts with their hauls from Canberra. Ace.

I hope everyone's Christmas was as fun and crackers as mine, and mum and dads. And that 2008 brings us all lots of adventures and lotto wins. I want a toy Porsche!

Cheers
Harper

Road Trippin'

Hi fans

I've been on the road, hitting the hotspots like Gundagai, Shepparton, North Fitzroy, Thornbury, West Brunswick, East St Kilda, Broadford, Nagambie, Tocumwal and Albury. Pretty exciting stuff huh?

And of course, there are a stack of ace pics of my adventures.

I like an outdoor bath, nuding up in nature is beaut. This is in Shepp-mate.

Here's me meeting my brand new cousin Sidney. I look forward to getting into lots of trouble with him when we are older.

Mum and dad might find the camera interesting, but me, i prefer staring at beer. This is at The Retreat Hotel in Brunswick. Of course, many people came to see me. Some might have been for mum and dad as well, but i doubt it.

Are you lookin' at me? The bathroom sink at Geroge's place in North Fitzroy is just the just size for me to kick it back.

Bashing my dad with wrestling moves is a favourite pastime. Here I am trying to break his jaw so he has to eat pureed food like me.

The Retreat again, hanging with the ladies, such as George, Monica, Vicki, Lisa, Monica's bloke Ben (OK, he's not a lady) and mama. I am, as always, the centre of attention.

The backyard in Shepp-mate was a freaky place. One minute, there was mama, next minute, there was two mamas. Madness!

And no trip to Shepp-mate would be complete without a trip to the Kenwood Cow outside the Aussie. Check out the massive horn between my legs! Can you believe my mum picked this photo?

Cheers
Harper