• Get Down!
• Yeah
• Nah
• Pooey!
• Bock….bockle….Bottle!
• Cheese
• Bay-bee.  Baby.  (I am a new co-parent to Sophie and Sam).

I can also nearly run, although Mummy always says that I look like “I’ve had a bit to drink” when I do (of course I’ve had a bit to drink.  I’ve had a lots actually.  Lots of milk.  My favourite).

I can now also hit my sister.  She hits me a lot and also pushes me over.  I can’t push her over.  Mummy keeps saying, “Don’t worry, Noo Noo, it won’t be long before you can get your own back.”  I am not sure what my back has got to do with anything.

My sister gets a lot of “telling-offs” when she pushes me over.  Today she did it so many times that Mummy “flipped her lid” and my sister had to stay in the bedroom for a whole ten minutes.  Mummy seemed very angry, so I went and gave her a kiss.  This is something else I can now do, although Mummy says my kisses are “slobbery”.  I think that “slobbery” means the same as “lovely”.  I will keep on kissing her because it makes her happy.

Mummy showed us how to make Spoon Animals yesterday and we made a Spoon Cow and a Spoon Sheep.  It was such fun.  Mummy said I was a bit “out of control” because I kept eating all the felt pieces, but they felt funny on my tongue.  I just couldn’t help it.

My sister had the job of holding the Spoon Animals carefully as the glue dried.  Mummy was nearly about to give her a star for doing it so well, but then my sister got grumpy and hit me over the head with the Spoon Sheep.  It hurt a lot.  I thought Sheeps were soft, but this one wasn’t.  I now have a  lump on my head and the Spoon Sheep has to go to the Spoon Sheep Hospital for an operation to improve his eyesight in the damaged eye.

I didn’t even get to hold the Spoon Sheep because of my sister.  But Mummy has promised me that on the next rainy day with will make a Spoon Chicken and a Spoon Pig and that they will be all mine.

As for the Spoon Cow, he is now missing and we are all beginning to worry for his safety.  Mummy says that he will be OK and has probably found a happier, less violent home, after the horror of witnessing his friend, Spoon Sheep, losing his eyesight at the hands of my sister.  And in any case, she thinks we may see the arrival of Spoon Cow 2 very soon.  I’ll let you know…

Yesterday, in Villeneuve, Switzerland, a mysterious event caused people who were eating fromage frais to simultaneously lose consciousness for 137 seconds.

Luckily, I wasn’t eating fromage frais, so was able to capture this extraordinary sequence of events on film…

Hey, this is Noo Noo!

I have some new slippers, Bugs Bunny ones. I am now walking, running in fact, and I can also say some words.

I can say:

Hiya, Bye-Bye, Cheese, Ta-Dah and Uh-Uh.

Do you like my new funky footwear? They are blue and match my eyes.

See you later!

“I am wiping my bits,” I replied, “See you in a minute!”

Yes! I can now nearly go to the loo on my own. Sometimes I can’t get my pants and clothes around my ankles quick enough, so Mummy has to help with that bit. But I can now wee wee, wipe my bits, flush the loo and turn the bathroom light off, all on my own. I am only two.

Mummy gave me a star for this and today we are going to eat Thai food with Jacqui to celebrate. I like spicy and I am only two.

He took one bored look at me, and nonchalantly crawled in the other direction and onto the rug. I feigned heartbreak, to which Skye said, “Never mind, Mummy. I walk to you.”

She pretended to take wobby steps towards me whilst munching on her breakfast apple, ending the distance between us with a few “sprint finish” steps, and then the biggest cuddle she could muster.

“You are lovely, Skye,” I said, “do you know that you are my First Born?”

She looked up at me with those innocent blue eyes, “First Born, Mummy?”

“Yes,” I replied.

“Skye First Born”, she repeated.

And then, absentmindedly, whilst chewing on her apple, “Skye Born Ready.”

I am tired because yesterday was National Swiss Day and Noah and I didn’t go to bed until after midnight. I had one of the best days of my life.

The best part of the day started when Karen, Simon and Will came over to look at some furniture that Mummy and Daddy have in the garage. I was happy to see Will, as he plays me with a lot, even though he is 9 years old. He is like a really cool older brother. I already have a brother called Noah, but sometimes he is annoying because he snatches my toys and then Mummy tells me to share.

Mummy opened some wine. She kept saying “Why not? It’s Swiss Day!” (She said it a lot yesterday, although later in the day the words got a bit muddled.)

I think that Mummy, Daddy, Karen and Simon were all really thirsty, as they drank a lot of wine. I didn’t mind, as Will, Noah and I got to eat sweets, lollipops and play on the Wii. We ran around outside and also played in my bedroom. There was one big mess, but Mummy seemed too thirsty to worry about it.

The day got even better when Angela, Gedeon, Chloe and Yannick arrived. Chloe brought her hula hoop with her. Mummy made chicken burgers, salad and potatoes and I sat outside with my friends having a little “dinner party”. After our dinner party, Mummy said she was going to make prawns for the grown-ups. The prawns were magic, as they started out big and grey and turned pink (my favourite colour) when she stirred them with her magic wooden spoon. They smelled really spicy. I like spicy and I’m only two.

After dinner, Mummy, Daddy, Angela and Karen sang karaoke. I danced around as they pretended to be David Bowie and Freddie Mercury and sang “Under Pressure”. They sang a lot of Queen songs. I love Queen. “We Will Rock You” is my favourite song in the world.

Then Mummy and Daddy told me they had a surprise. We were all going to go out to the Lake and watch fireworks. I saw fireworks when I was a baby, but I don’t really remember. I have tried “remembering”, by keeping really still and closing my eyes (like the owl, Plop, in the book “The Owl Who Was Afraid of the Dark” that Mummy reads to us at Story Time). I can’t seem to remember the fireworks, though. I can only remember when I last ate chocolate.

We all walked to the Lake and when we got there it was amazing. There were coloured bangs in the sky and it was very loud, but very pretty. The Lake and the sky were lit up and looked like they were on fire. There was music playing and I danced the whole time, even though I was tired. Mummy said that I had found my “second wind”. It wasn’t windy, though. And my bottom wasn’t windy, either, so I don’t really know what she meant.

Mummy looked the happiest I think I have ever seen her. Daddy looked really happy too and I felt very warm inside. Mummy is beautiful when she is happy.

We came home at midnight and Daddy put us straight to bed. I felt so tired I could barely get into bed and when I did, I don’t remember anything else at all.

So yesterday was one of my best days ever. I love Villeneuve, I love our new friends and I love fireworks. I don’t like being this tired, though, and I don’t like “imprints”, because they make me look silly.

I am only two, but I can see more than she thinks I can and I don’t need glasses like Daddy. She wants to write, but has been “blocked” she says. Rather like my bottom when I have eaten too much sand from the sandpit. She is now “unblocked”. Daddy says this is like his bottom after one of Mummy’s spicy curries. I am only two but I like spicy food. My favourite is wasabi nuts.

Anyway, my Mummy has been busy, and also poorly. She had to visit the Doctor in hospital and he held her prisoner for a few days. He tied her to the bed with something attached to her hand and funny water going in. She made a joke that she had to take desperate measures to get a break from me and Noah. I missed my Mummy and didn’t like going to bed without our cuddle, kiss, nose-rub, “special-moment” and funky handshake.

Mummy is home now. She told me that before she went into hospital she could do magic and that she was invisible (or did she “feel” invisible? I can’t remember…). But the Doctor made her better by giving her time to think. I think he put this into the little bottle she brought home with her that rattled like little white Smarties.

So now I use my special Doctor’s bag and I look after Mummy. I have a thermometer, a stethoscope, an injection that hurts and a bandage. My Mummy can no longer do magic though, and she is definitely not invisible. I can see her perfectly and she is beautiful.

When we got back Daddy let me play with the new playstation. Playing video games is lots of fun, I get to sit in my chair and watch all the flashy colours and listen to rock music. (Mummy is concerned about Eppilepsippy, but I don’t know what that is.) Daddy says that when I grow up I will even be allowed to keep hold of the gamepad but he takes it away now, telling me not to suck it.

When it was dinner time Daddy was very funny, I think he tried to give me soup, it was very nice but too runny and I spilled most of it down my chin and onto my bib. He said it was Spaghetti Bolognaise but I have had that before and it isn’t runny when Mummy does it. He did give me some yoghurt to make up for it, though, and that was yummy.

Daddy was in a good mood when I woke him up at 7 o’clock. I think it is because normally Skye wakes us all up a lot earlier. He gave me some really nice breakfast cereal but there was something wrong with the milk, it had gone a funny brown colour. It was very nice though and I cried when it was all gone.

Today we played on the playstation a bit more, I slept a lot and was able to get some proper rest without Skye waking me up all the time. We also watched a game on the television where a lot of men in white shirts “destroyed” some other men in blue shirts: I thought destroyed meant broken, but they all seemed to be there when the game finished (although a lot of the men in white shirts seemed to be taken out of the game early).

We went to get Skye and Mummy from the train station at 5 o’clock. I was very happy to see them and got a lovely cuddle from Skye as well as lots of kisses and cuddles from Mummy. She even gave me a chip, my first ever!

I am tired now and Skye is back so I might not get to say anything to you for a while.

Ni-night.

Noo-noo x

(Written by The Best Daddy Ever)

It was my first train journey EVER. Mummy packed my little rucksack and I got to carry this myself. In it, I had: Milk, Snuggle Ted, my jigsaw blocks, my card game from Dobba (Dobba is my Granny in Solihull, West Midlands), my colouring book and my special Badger pencil case with my big wax crayons inside.

The man on the train said “Bonjour” to me and gave me a special ticket (Mummy has kept this for me for my “Little Book of Treasure”). I gave him my best ever “Bonjour”. Mummy even said that I sounded French. (I’m not so sure if that is a good thing as Daddy said a few bad words about French People when he was watching the rugby today.)

The train went very fast and we saw lots of pretty mountains. Lots of people on the train spoke to me, although I couldn’t understand exactly what they were saying. Mummy said that some of them were speaking German. I don’t know what that is, but it sounded weird.

Mummy let me listen to her IPOD and I listened to Queen’s “We Will Rock You” on continuous repeat. It is my favourite song ever.

When we got to Luzern yesterday evening, it was really exciting as Auntie Kath and Emily were waiting for us when we got off the train. There were lots of people and it was a little bit scary, but when I saw them I felt all better.

We got to the apartment and Mummy and Auntie Kath drank gin and tonic, while Emily and I ran around, screaming. It was fun.

Mummy and Auntie Kath said that we could make it a proper “Sleep Over” and I was allowed to share Emily’s room. I felt very grown-up. Emily and I had a really long bath together and splashed around. Auntie Kath then dried my hair with the hairdryer. I felt very sleepy, but very special too.

When we got to Emily’s bedroom, I was allowed to sleep in Emily’s bed and she had a mattress on the floor. Snuggle Ted had got into bed whilst I was in the bath and there was even a big drink of milk waiting for me.

It was one of my best days ever. (Until I fell out of bed just before midnight….luckily, Mummy was there really quickly and helped me back in).

Today we had to come home again. I was sad to leave Auntie Kath and Emily and cried a bit when I said goodbye. But then Mummy told me that I would soon see Daddy and Noah again and I felt all better.

The train was fun coming home, but I was very tired. It was too noisy to sleep and I couldn’t get comfortable. There was a man that kept trying to talk to me. Mummy said that he was only being friendly (but that also he was a Nutter).

Daddy and Noah came to pick us up from Aigle station and when I saw them I felt so happy. I wanted to cry, but it felt different from normal. Daddy was so pleased to see me. Mummy told him that I had been a really good girl. As a special treat, Daddy took us to McDonalds and I ate chicken wings. When we came home, Mummy was particularly happy because Daddy had kept the house tidy. (Mummy is convinced she has Oh-See-Dee, even though she doesn’t look that poorly to me.)

I tried to count all the good things that have happened to me in the last two days, but there were too many. (Mummy said that if I practised counting, it would help me to remember not to miss out 3, 4 and 5, which I keep doing.) I miss Emily already, but Mummy says that she can come and stay when we get to our new home in Villeneuve.

I am going to count the sleeps before then….