Thursday, 3 April 2008

14 weeks old - food glorious food! (well milky milk anyway)

Now we're sure you'll all remember Oliver Twist's dilemma:
"Please Sir, I want some more..."

Well, in this house we ain't got time for pleasantries - and we've figured out if we open our lungs the milky stuff just keeps on a-comin'!

This week Dad was forced to take emergency action - picture the scene - Mum sleeping soundly after yet another day (and night) of dealing with us, it's 5am in the morning and we're feeling a little peckish - we could handle an amuse bouche of lactose...

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-aaaah-aaaaa-aaah..."

Ten seconds later:



Ten minutes later:



Mission accomplished... "buuuurp"

After that we needed some entertainment, so Dad called on our new best friend "Morning Bird" - he's kinda like Big Bird, but not as big...or yellow...or annoying

He even manged to fly into one of our photos:

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