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27 March
2008

Matching clothes

By Jay, 2½ years old

I like to choose my clothes in the morning. I go to my dresser and choose a pair of underpants and a shirt and a pair of shorts. I always choose the ones I like but sometimes Mum tells me that I can’t wear that shirt with those pants because they don’t match. Matching clothes is a bit tricky when I want to wear my orange shirt but I can’t find any orange pants. I try just wearing my orange undies but Mum says that’s no good. Maybe I need some more clothes.

24 March
2008

Felix’s first words

By Felix, one year old

I said my first proper words today. Sometimes Mum and Dad say words and I repeat them, like “Mum” or “Bubble”. But today I was lying on my change table and I pointed up to my buzzy bee mobile and said “bee“. Mum and Dad smiled and pointed to the other side and asked me what it was. I told them: “door“.

At dinnertime we eat outside on the deck. Often birds fly overhead, which is very exciting. My eyes and mouth open very very wide and I say “bir! bir!”

20 March
2008

So many clever things

By Jay, 2½ years old

I got up this morning and Dad took me to the toilet and then asked if he could help me get dressed. But I told him I didn’t need any help.

I can do so many clever things! Put on my shirt by myself; all kinds of stuff!

Then I got dressed all by myself.

8 March
2008

Felix turns 1

By Felix, one year old today

Felix on his first birthday

Today was my first birthday. It was fun because I got lots of presents and my Nana and Pixi and James and Duncan were there and there was a great chocolate cake and everybody sang me a song.

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1 March
2008

Stand up! Sit down!

By Felix, 11 months old

I am nearly one year old and I am learning to crawl and use my legs and stand. I like to pull myself up on chairs and tables and cruise around them a little bit. Now I have found that I can stand up all by myself. I crawl out into the middle of the floor, and then just stand straight up. If Mum and Dad are nearby then they hold out their hands to me and ask me for a hug. So I stand there and look at the floor, and I look at Mum and Dad, and I look out of the window, and I think about taking a step. But then I get tired so I just sit down again. Mum and Dad always look disappointed when I do that. If they want a hug then why don’t they just walk over to me?