Little fella is a bit happier, but is still a bit clogged up. He woke up fairly early this morning (around 6:30am), quite possibly thanks to the downstream effects of last night's lentil dinner (it happens to the best of us). Not really much else to add, other than he seems to be fixated with the cabinet that houses the very expensive glassware. A love for shiny expensive things? He is his mother's child, I guess...
Prowling the lounge for expensive things to eat
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Toast. There is toast on your lip, little man... oh, never mind.
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Hugging his favourite bath toy - an empty shampoo bottle.
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Posing for me this morning. Clearly feeling a little bit better.
A photo of his room (he had just finished a bit of a jumping session in the doorway)
The boys spending the afternoon in the stereo cabinet (it provides valuable warmth to their butts). The little NEC modem is what beams low quality, overly censored, five year old substandard television programmes chock full of ridiculous advertisements straight to our television. Ah, technology.
Rachel and George outside the TST Star Ferry terminal
This morning, just before I woke him from his post-breakfast nap
Enjoying his delicious nectarine
He's either concentrating on complicated maths problems, or filling his nappy. You guess which.
Hamming it up for the camera
Showing perhaps a little too much interest in Ben...



Trying out his new car seat and not very happy about it. Seriously, what a little drama queen.
On mummy's shoulders
I couldn't resist. Hong Kong parking at its finest in the IFC2 carpark this morning. If you think this is bad parking, you should see some of the driving...