CAN touch this... tu tururu...

I sit and stare at the orange chicken with the rustling wings. It swings temptingly in front of my eyes - back and forth, back and forth. Ооооh, how I crave to reach out ad hold it in my hands...

Time passes. I'm now 3 months old. I sit and stare at the chicken yet again. My trembling hand travels towards the rustling wings. I punch the damn chicken and this is it. I can now officially touch and punch things :) If you think I should be happy about it you should go see Mum and Dad...

Here's me and the chicken (on the left) in the rocking chair. This is April and I look really young!

And this is me and the rabbits in my push-chair


See you later alligator!