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10 MonthsI am now ten months old, hasnt that gone really quickly. I will soon be going out with lots of boys and giving my parents hell. For the time being I am content to eat what ever is put in front of me. My favourites are pizza crusts, bread, cake and chocolate milk. I think Daddy is trying to make me over weight as he thinks it will keep the boys away. Ive got him fooled because I do exercises in my cot and I am planning to rediscover my water melon fettish when summer comes around and I have to fit back into my bikini.I am not really that keen to move around much, I mainly just sit up and play with my toys. If I happen to fall over I just cry and some one sits me up again. I can stand by myself but I cant walk. I think I crawled an inch backwards the other day but I dont like it because it squashes my full belly. My latest craze is dancing, I love the Wiggles, they rock. I also love all other boppy music. Its really funny watching all of the big people trying to copy my dancing style, they look like such dorks. Only I have the groove to move like me. Something funny is happening to my voice, rather than making all of my normal voices I can now say "Ed-dy", which is my Uncle Wal's doggy. I can also say things that sort of sound like "Dad" and "Nan" but they tend to dribble out at any old time. I can actually associate doggies with "Ed-dy". My Daddy bought me my first car the other day, its pretty cool, black with red wheels. Daddy has nick named it the rice burner for some silly reason. But in typical Daddy fashion he just couldnt buy me one car he had to buy me two. If he keeps this up I will have to get a Second hand toy car dealers license. BirthI was born rather suddenly in Sydney at the King George V hospital (part of RPA, I was hoping to be on TV) on Monday 25th September 2000. So not only am I a millenium baby but I am also an Olympic baby. The rumour floating around the Nursery was that I came 4 weeks and 1 day early because I wanted to see Cathy Freeman win Gold in the 400m. Well I was born at 7:00pm EDST (5:30 CST) 1hr before she ran however I was still being poked, pricked, probed and cleaned when she ran.Actually the real reason I came early was that I wanted to see how my parents react under stress 1400km from home and also to keep away from Nanny B's hugs and kisses for at least one week. All in all they coped OK, in a way I think Daddy wasnt too upset that I came early because it meant he could sit in the hospital and watch the Olympics on TV all day.
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