Aunty Ferg took this photo of my blonde hair when she looked after me on Saturday. Look how different it is to my dark straight hair from this same weekend last year! I still look like a baldy from a distance but when you get up close you can see my blondeness. At the back it's thick enough to run your fingers through! (Thicker if you run your fingers through sweet potato first.)
And now that I'm one I can do lots of new things - I can do proper lifting-my-tummy-off-the-ground crawling (when I want to), I can reach the CDs on the next available shelf when I stand and stretch (I haven't seen the lower shelves since I rearranged those CDs on to the floor), I can drink from a cup with no handles, I can wave bye-bye, AND I can eat my yoghurt with my fingers. I think Mummy said that was OK?
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