'Tisn't the season

I'd love to share all my special moments from the festive season but it seems that, now that I've turned one, I'm yesterday's news and the hordes of photographers vying to capture my every waking and sleeping moment have all but disappeared.

Luckily they were there when, just before Christmas, Ruby cunningly disguised herself among my stuffed toys.

I'd hoped this meant she could stay, especially as her dad makes such a convincing Santa.

All the same, Santa didn't hold back this year and Erik, Mummu and I had a great time playing with our toys on Christmas Eve.

I had a lovely Boxing Day picnic with Rosa, even though I tried hard not to let my excitement show.

And now that even the New Year's celebrations are a distant memory it's back to my usual routines. Just the occasional beer,

a touch of plane spotting

and plenty of rest.

Happy 2008!

Oh to be one again

I may be almost a month late with getting these Melbourne birthday pics up on the blog, but I'm sure you'll agree that that's no indictment of how thrilling these celebrations were.
Mummu and Aunty Jen had gone all out with their amazing baking skills and laid out a spread fit for a one year old.

My friends all gathered around to partake of the feast
and play in the park.

Even the manny considered himself off duty and took to the bottle with a vengeance.
Hugsy became a touch brutal when he thought there was no cake left for him.

So I promptly gave him what was left of mine.

He was very sweet about accepting it.