Hey swingers!

Hi everyone

It's true, I have teeth. A whole new world of biting has opened up before me. And I think I am drooling even more. I already have crawling down pat, as well as pulling myself up to standing on things, like chairs, cots and legs. Next I think I might juggle.

Oh, and if you're not cool man, and open minded, and into nature and its naturists, you might want to avert your eyes from some of the below pics, cos they are sizzling with me nuding up. I am one hot baby.

I got a postcard from Tommy and Lucy from New York. And mum got a new haircut. It's just all action round here. I can also hold post cards apparently.

Hey, Uncle Tom, this is me with ANOTHER box of BBQ Shapes. Jealous much? Huh? Yeah, suffer in your jocks.

I like to crawl around the backyard and eat strange things. My ace clam-shaped pool in the background wasn't to know it was only days away from me getting nude in it.

And here I am, nuding up in the great outdoors, in my ace clam-shaped pool, courtesy of Gillian. The chances of Gillian nuding up with me in my pool...about a gazillion to one. Her loss. The chances of Gillian walking into one of mum's pot plants...about three to one, especially if Star Of Ramen is around.

If you look real close, you can see my teeth. No really, on the bottom gum. I made mum and dad work hard for it though, it took two days to get this pic.

Have I mentioned how much I love my swing? It's just ace as. Grouse even...

... in fact, it's so ace, I just had to nude up in it. Cos nude swinging is just, so, Sydney. Oh yeah baby.

So that's another ace blog for you people. You'll be talking about this one for years. I can just see it, in 10 years time, you'll ask someone "where were you when Harper posted that blog with him nude in the swing?" and they'll probably say "um, in front of the computer".

Memorable.

Cheers
Harper

BBQ Shapes saved my life

Hi folks

Hey, it's 2008. What happened to 2007? It feels like I missed some of it. I mean, I don't even remember March or April.

So, below are a stack of, quite simply, ACE pictures. If they were a playing card, they'd be the Ace of Spades. That ace.

BBQ Shapes have saved mum and dad's life on many occasions. So I thought I should check them out. Mmmm, baked not fried goodness. And on this occasion, they also saved Aaron and Gillian's life as well. It was New Year's Day after all. I can't wait to be old enough to know what NYE is.

Moths. Fascinating things. No, I didn't eat it. Lucky for Mr Moth he was on the outside of the window or he would have been a tasty snack. And I think mum should wash the window, I may have drooled a bit on it.

Checking out the Sydney Festival just the other day. It was culture with a capital K. We had a look at some origami stuff, lots of paper cranes, some very big ones hanging from the trees. And I got to leave a message for Sydney of the future. Mine? "Less work, more play". Short and sweeeeeeeet.

My parents are cruel. They think this is funny.

Yes, I know, cute. Just damn cute. But these stripes really do make me look fatter than what I am. At least mum didn't put me in the oven.

Check out my hot sunglasses - thanks Uncle Tommy and Auntie Lucy.

Sometimes boob milk and vegemite toast just isn't enough, I need flesh. Living human flesh. Man I hope I get teeth soon cos gumming dad's finger got me nowhere.

I am not sure what is going on here. I am not sad, not happy, not doing poo, not trying to eat my feet or get into the bin. Just...not sure. So mum takes a pic. Thanks mum. That's beaut.

It's gonna be a big 2008, I predict I will get teeth, walk, turn one and have a party (May 1 - party at my place, you can come...ladies bring a cheese). I also predict I will watch plenty of footy, read Where Is The Green Sheep? quite a few times and get plenty more pics taken of me.

Of course.

I might even get to meet Uncle Tommy and Auntie Lucy in the flesh.

Rock.

Cheers
Harper