Rumour has it that Humpty is made of chocolate.

Not that I want to eat him or anything, Humpty is my friend.

But maybe I should take just a little bite, a mere lick, really...

... wouldnt want to ignore the rumours and then have him melt on me.

Its for his own good, just a precaution.

No! Humpty, wait! Stop! I was just kidding!

Mummy, let go! I can do it! I can do it!

... or not.

But did you see me? I was standing!

Prisoner X06012005, report to your designated mummy for daily baby-powdering and a diaper change.

Tigger Time.

Oh yeah, cause Im cool.

Daddy, can I come to work with you? I can be your paperweight.

Xayla and Humpty kicking back...

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This may take more than all the kings horses and all the kings men.

Hehehehe...

... going ...

... going ...

... gone.

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This is Daddy and I at the park.

Daddy thought this was a great idea - until I pulled out a chunk of hair.

Thinking of sharing that, are you Dad?

Me and my dad...

... just hanging out.

My new high chair arrived today.

Mum?s stoked.

Kind of big though, don?t you think?

Can?t see what all the fuss is about, myself.

I wonder if I can break out of this thing?

Drama Queen. And damn proud of it! (Thanks Aunty Jodi :)

Hmm... Mum took the car seat off the stroller today. Not sure if Im happy about it though...

... but obviously Ive readjusted well.

Come on you guys... Mum, stop flashing that thing at me, and Dad, the whole neck tickling thing stopped being funny about 20 rasberries ago.