Saturday, March 15, 2008

Daddy's Birthday.xxx

WAKE UP DADDY!!!!!!!!


munch, munch...Sorry? it's who's birthday...munch, munch...


Daddy you won't have time for this, it's Scarlett play time! xxx


Mummy can we sing happy birthday now? x


'...Happy birthday to you'...bang Bang BANG go the birthday drums for Daddy!


Mummy and I made this, with love.xxx


Wow, can I blow it out Mummy!


Wow, can I blow it out Daddy!


'1,2,3 both of us together Scarlett', weeeee rasp!!!!!




Sunday, March 09, 2008

Back again

Grandad, I had a lovely dinner and wondered if I could have bath now?


weeeeeeee, I'm having a whale of a time!


Daddy, I hope that camera is waterproof.


Weymouth beach, just like Hawaii, with the added bonus of being able to skate on the sea...brrrrr


Talking about skating look what I can fit into now! Go Calgary Flames Go, cha cha cha! Thank you Great Auntie Lizzie, Great Uncle Ian and Cousin Elena.


(...errrr over to you Steve...errrr...)Daddy are you sure I'm a Man City supporter? Gramps and Uncle Dan said I was and got me this, but Nonny and Mummy said I should support a proper team!

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Uncle Dan

It's my Uncle Dan and I've missed you.xxx



...you're just saying you missed me Uncle Dan (a true Haigh - fishing already!)





Cool dresses and a wicked tag. Thank you xxx


Round and round the Men go, round my little finger, giggle.x


Yes darling, I'll have Jimmy Choo's(size 9 months), Prada - nothing vulgar, and tell Dior I want 'bling'.



Hmmm, his style needs work but he shows much promise with the spoon, I shall teach him all I know...
...mmm...munch...chew....





YUMMY!!!
Gramps, I've got my 1st tooth and it's a bit sore!

Just resting my eyelids Nonny...honest I'm really awake,zzzzz.xxx















Thursday, February 21, 2008

Toot toot!

It doesn’t look like Thomas the Tank Engine Aunty Sarah,(for the oldies out there: “Ivor the Engine). xxx

So how do I drive this thing, watch me mummy. xxx

“This is the night-mail crossing the border bringing the cheques and the postal order…”, toot toot.
…3, 2, 1 coming ready or not.
Found you, Daddy your rubbish at hide n’ seek. xxx
“Tickets please” …oops!

Saturday, February 02, 2008

Poundbury Farmers Market

Mummy’s tasting fancy cheeses and Daddy’s looking for Sunday Lunch, yawn. I wish I was at the park…dream…
Yey, now we’re talking…higher Daddy, HIGHER!



Watch me Mummy, weeeeeeeeeeee.