As Cherice pointed out in her comment on the last post, I am currently the Minister for Everything (which doesnt seem to include Minister For Eating All The Pies, sadly) in this house and Spudly is definately not making the job any easier. Whinge whinge cry, cry cry puke, whinge whinge gas, gas gas brake...
Anyway, I've finally got my shit together and updated my Flikr account, so if you click on the clicky think over there in the sidebar you can check out more photos of Sir Whingealot.
And here's one we prepared earlier; Spudly Does Solids.
Sir Whingealot! Ha! We used Stinky McCrankypants for Owen. (or sometimes "The Crotchety Elf".
ReplyDeleteBeen missing your writing lately... sorry it's because of gas, etc.
Your photos - and your model are both gorgeous. Thank you for sharing them. :-D
ReplyDeleteAh yes, the whinging for no particular reason other than because they can. I find if I join in with him he gives me a funny look but it does give me a moment's break and something for him to contemplate :p
ReplyDeleteMy GOD you take gorgeous pictures! Hello? National Geographic??? We have your photographer here!!
ReplyDeleteI WAS A MISSING YOU!!!
ReplyDeleteGlad you are back...
Good luck with the solids... and the GAAAASSSSS!!!
and now I will oooohhhh and awwwweee over the shots...
Love it. I can't wait to start Catrin on solids. She keeps looking at us when we eat.
ReplyDeletethose little rosie cheeks!!! aaahhh!! :)
ReplyDeleteMy GOD you take gorgeous pictures! Hello? National Geographic??? We have your photographer here!!
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