December 2011 babiesnet!

[babyseven]

Me and mummy liked the idea of babiesnet!

So today I went to nanny and grandad's house, where I kept being sick on mummy and nanny. I screamed loudly for aaages to stop grandad being able to hear the football, then I had a bottle and used mummy as a pillow for an hour and a half.

I just made mummy my milk fetcher and sick mopper think I wanted a bottle, then made sure I was asleep by the time it arrived, result!

[Kitty5824]

How about this, let them bath you then once you are in your warm fluffy towel up chuck all the milk you guzzled earlier!!

[MissRee]

Mummy gave me some mushy stuff on a spoon today. It was yummy and she took a big smiley pic of me with it all round my mouth to embarrass me with when I'm bigger

[KateM77]

I saved up my biggest poosplosion for a long time for the car journey to Rhyme Time this morning . It backfired a bit though because I missed half of the songs whilst Mummy changed my nappy and all my clothes, she put me in the most hideous pair of jeans that used to be my sister's, and then I had to travel home in a rather damp car seat that Mummy had wiped down.

[MissRee]

I did an awesome poo yesterday when I was just in my vesty and left a lovely yellow squishy pile of poop in my chair

[POOtocrap]

I've finally hi-jacked one of Mummy's computers (the selfish cow has two, and a smartphone: why won't she bloody share?), and her login!

So lovely to speak to you all; we've been friends since we were in utero, haven't we?!

I'm quite pleased that you're all so interested in my favourite subject of poo, and I'd like to commend those of you who compartmentalise in the poo - wait - poo technique. It's a bit like a snake who's swallowed several hamsters, isn't it?

Thanks also for the warning about the bait-and-switch milk. She tried that on me this evening, so I showed her by coming out in a rash - ahahaha - so I ended up getting some of her wine instead.

[POOtocrap]

I think there is something to this reflexology malarkey. Ever since I discovered my feet, I've been able to yank them and make myself poo! It really is all in the feet.

I'm a bit worried that Mummy may be considering another namechange. I don't mind this name, but what if she reverts to an earlier one? I really think I might be scarred by shame if I had to be named POOpervert!

[MissRee]

Feet? I haven't discovered those yet! Can I eat them? I like to eat everything, it makes the mouth ache stop! My current fave is one of them things Mummy wraps me in while I have my milk. They're so munchy

[KateM77]

I think the Mummies have been talking to each other too. Mine tried that poor substitute for milk on me today! I played around with the funny plastic thing for a while, it was quite fun to chew on, but then something thhat tasted horrid came out of it, and I was having none of that! Thanks for the warning everyone

[OiMissus]

Reflexology makes me wee, as proved by me and mummy in massage. "this little piggy goes wee, wee, wee all over mummy's jeans the way home.
Yo poo good to finally meet you.

[KateM77]

Last night Mummy put me in a pink sleeping bag that used to belong to my sister. The cheek of it . I showed her what I thought of that idea though, and did a huge poo right through it this morning

[scatocrat]

Very good effort, Baby Kate!

Quick weaning question: does anyone know when they can give us coffee? Mummy has hers very milky, so surely that will be all right. I've heard her talking about "express-o", too: could that be a kind of pre-weaning food?

(Re the name: I didn't like pootocrap - too vulgar - and pootocrat also a bit infra dig. However, I like dignifying my digestive issuances as "scat"; it makes me feel all scientificky!)

[OiMissus]

Nice one babyKate!
I too favour the use of poop for messaging. At weekend mummy and daddy were peeking at a house, so I filled my trousers and socks right up to show them that I too thought it was nice.
Mummy got it, daddy was slow to catch on. but I think that's coz mummy likes shopping and spontaneous purchasing, daddy is slow and considered and likes to think about Ev-er-y-thing first.
The downside of poop messaging is that then you have to view new houses without any trousers or socks on.
Mummy's going to have a proper look at the house tomorrow, but she said something about not taking me. Bare faced cheek! (hmmm that gives me an idea, I shall show her what I think about that!) >--

[KateM77]

Ha ha! I also sent Mummy a message this evening about squeezing me into size 3 nappies still, just because she bought too many when they were on sale. I did such an explosive poo it shot right up the front as well as the back of the nappy, all through my vest and jeans

[hawthers]

My cunning plan of wrong footing my ma continues. I'm liking to mix it up with moving from poos every four days to daily ones and I slipped in a really long sleep last night to make sure it really hurts tonight when I pull an up every two hours job. Give them a taste of what might be then it makes it all the sweeter when I bury them with millions of feeds. Hee hee hee

[MissRee]

I did a wicked trick on Mummy earlier... big foofies just as she got me out of the bath so she thought I poopied in the towel shoulda seen the look on her face! Priceless.

[OiMissus]

Daddy took me to nursery yesterday. It was really cool as I got to ride up front in his van. I chatted to him all the way there, and then showed my appreciation via poosplosion. Apparently he's not so sensitive to these things as mummy. And so even though it was all over my vest and legs, and had seeped through my trousers onto the car seat, he didn't notice and just handed me over to Jenny. And they didn't seem to notice for a while either.
In the future, I have to sit in the back and ride in Mummy's car. :(

[OiMissus]

Foofies? Mummy and daddy call them pixies. Apparently "there's a pixie in the kitchen" is not as barf-inducing as "Don't go in the kitchen, I've just farted and it stinks".

[aethelfleda]

Guys, I've been in baby heaven. Seriously. Mother took me to something called an NCT sale and wow, there were, like PILES of toys. All colours, all sizes. She was mean and only bought me this really cool shaky giraffe thing with ruffles....oooh, it rattles....wow, it's got reeealy crinkly feeet...ooooo.....

[scatocrat]

I'm soooo jealous, aethelspawn! Mummy made me make do today with some books I wasn't allowed to put in my mouth. I could just murder a crinkly toy!

When I do have nice toys, she makes me lie on my back for ages, with them just out of reach...

[OiMissus]

Why can't I eat the remote control?
Why can't I put the phone in my mouth?

[Kitty5824]

Why did everyone shriek with laughter yesterday whien I tried to put my Daddys big toe in my mouth?

[OiMissus]

Mummy keeps picking my nose. One day I shall remind her about this...
She also says, "Top trump" and "Good burp" a lot.
Today I am at nursery with some other snotty kids, but they all have sun hats. I don't have a sun hat. Am I a neglected child?
On the plus side, mummy is very excited about moving to our new house and getting out of "this shit tip" (anyone, any ideas? she whispers the last bit and she thinks I can't hear her), and says that I have my very own garden and bedroom. Plus I'm going to grandma's tomorrow. I bet she'll get me a sunhat.

[MissRee]

Mummy sings about creamy on my lala when doing my nappy I laugh just to humour the madwoman.

[KateM77]

After several days of Mummy not taking me out anywhere whilst she laid about complaining about being 'poorly', she took me out this afternoon, took almost all my clothes off and took me into a big pool of water . I was so grateful I decided not to complain at all, even when she dunked me underneath

[OiMissus]

Grandpa said I could have a swimming pool at my new house. Mummy laughed and said something about a lottery. If I get a swimming pool, you can all come and play in it. If I don't, I'm ringing childline.

1. still no sunhat
   
2. not allowed to have my own i-phone (to chew)
   
3. not allowed the remote control
   
4. no pool
   
5. when I tried to share mum's orange juice yesterday, she let me have a drip off her finger. It is jus from heaven, all sugary and lovely. But then she wouldn't let me have any more. It made me cry.
   
6. She keeps wiping and swiping and picking at my nose.
   

The list is growing.
... and I think they want to cut my hair. Mummy's having hers done on Saturday. Grandma thinks I should get mine done too. Mummy was a bit sad about this. but it does get in my eyes a bit, and it's hot.