Papa's Last Week at Home

This is what the lounge room looked like after Harry had been awake for about half an hour! And yes, that's shredded tissue all around her feet. If I had managed to grab a front-on photo you would have also seen some tissue hanging out of her mouth. This may be the new phase after moving on from wipes perhaps?

Well the weather was a bit up and down this week so we all alternated between basking in the sunshine or huddling up inside around the heater. On one of our sunshine days we decided to go for a potter around to the old Fox Studios. Harry's newfound love of birds came into force, with her trying to race after the ibises - unfortunately they kept frustratingly just out of arm's length for her. They've obviously met her kind before.

Her favourite toy at the moment is her Peek-a-boo book (actually all books are her favourite toy, she'll sit there flicking through one on her own for quite a while, it's very cute especially how she turns the page and then turns the whole book upside down and then back again each time). Well with the Peek-a-boo book we brought it with us (of course) and it suffered the most ignoble injury a Peek-a-boo book could. It lost the page that hides the baby! Yes, it was a sad moment for all and when I can wrestle the thing back from her I'm going to perform some literary DIY (you know, sticky tape and scissors).

We also went for a little visit to Watsons Bay yesterday, and although it was a bit windy it was still delightful sitting there in the sun with the city skyline across the water. But don't forget the lovely 'HOOTERS' sprawled across the skyline. Sometimes Sydney is just all class.

Harriet proved yet again (as if we needed more confirmation) about her love of water, running up to the water's edge and relishing the tide rushing in up to her knees (and yes she had full length pants on!). We are now playing the 'walking game' with her to try and progress her walking a little since we're both tired of having to support her all the time. We sit only about two metres away from each other and encourage her to walk across without using our hands for support, we just keep our hands on her waist every now and then. She does it with a massive grin on her face, but STILL no closer to saving our backs from permanent damage from bending over to hold her hands! As we keep saying, if only she'd crawl she wouldn't need us 24-7, because sometimes there is the odd thing that we have to do (you know, small stuff like clean up or make food).

Oh and yes, that *is* her sucking the nose of Buddha. We don't think he'd mind.