4 months old!

[pomes]

Today I am four months old. Yesterday a tooth I've been whinging about poked its way out of my gum, so I'm happier now. The day before that, we went to the park and I played on the swings. Mammy is too wide for them and Daddy is too tall, so they took turns.

I've seen a lot of people since I was 3 months old. I went to Ireland where I saw Nana, Auntie Niamh, Auntie Orla, lots of Mammy's friends, Great-Aunt Deirdre and Great-Aunt Maire. I met two toddlers, who were both very nice to me, and went on trains, planes, boats, buses, cars and minibuses. I haven't been on a bicycle, a hovercraft, a tram, a hydrofoil or a rickshaw (unless buggies count?) or a palanquin or a helicopter.

My favourite game is "Scaring Mammy". A good way to do this is to develop a new skill, use it once, and then never use it again. I've rolled over and over until I was underneath the gas fire, stood up holding onto the fireguard, propelled myself forwards while prone (she didn't see this so she doesn't know how I did it - Nac Mac Feegles, perhaps?).

They keep trying to fob me off with teaspoonsful of food. I saw them! They mashed up loads of nummy food and measured off a level teaspoonful of each one to freeze. But I'll get there - the louder I get, the less reluctant they are to give me solids too early, so I figure by the time I canbreak glass with my voice alone I'll be on roast venison. Bananas are yum, carrots are ok, and potatoes are yuk.