Friday, June 27, 2008

Izzy and The Play Pen and His Bouncer

Dear Polly,

So here you go ass wipe. And you thought i wouldnt post them. I have broadband now donchuknow. And its bloody bloody selow! This whole little gig I got going on here has just taken me half an hour.

Izzles loves his pen. So much so that he pissed all over it today. And his new threads are great. Thanks so much.

As you can see, he is built like a tank. He is fun now. And its the little things that make us realise he is changing and growing. Like it was a big deal when he started to be able to hold things in hands. I believe he is gifted. He has a sense of humour.And he cooks a mean curry.

Mum and all had a great holiday. Dani has come back saying 'heaps' heaps. And they all call me aunty paula which is not annoying at all.

So Rachael is well and alive. She came to the airport to pick up the boys. And she held Izzles until her arm went dead.




This is Izzy trying out his pen. He is so enjoy to it as you can see. He can roll now.
See how big his feet are. I mean seriously.
Sitting in the bumbo you bought him sitting in the play pen you bought him.
And this we bought last week. Its called a bouncer. Only thing is he keeps crashing into the sides of the doorway. Maybe when he is older. Like sixteen.
I love what he is wearing. Just a white t shirt. No cartoons. No cute 'mummy daddy baby shit' Just a white t shirt. Hot.