Woo Hoo

As that worked I shall deliver a brief update:

Peter is doing well: sleeping much better now and still trying to chew everything with that one damn good tooth of his. lol

BoE going well.

Mrs B as beautiful and gorgeous and wonderful and amazeingful as ever.

We went to see Chicago yesterday. My mum babysat flufflebum as she works upstairs in the theatre. Mums rock. She managed to get us the best seats in the house: middle front row. It was a fantastic show. And Peter, apparently, was very good. He certainly looked fine when we came out at the end of the show and saw him quite comfortable in his pram examining everyone as they exited the theatre. He looked up at me and there was a bit of a delay before he smiled as if to say ... er, who are you again? lol

He's also eating a lot more in the way of solids and so taking less and less booby milk ... soon they will be mine again ... mwah ha ha haaaaaaaaaa

Also, and quite by accident this was as I didn't realise how sharp the scissors were until after I had started messing around, I severed an exciting part of Mrs B's panties :P He he he ...