Friday, March 30, 2007

I love me teddy


I love my teddy, I love him so much, I just want to .......... punch him.

Thats right I hold the WBO Baby Weight boxing title. If any of you two-bit wannabes cross me I will give you the smallest knuckle sandwich that you have ever tasted. This teddy was giving me a bit of lip so I dealt to the little fecker. Look at him - he has been knocked senseless.

My Mum and Dad (or Kiddi & Dawwel as my brother calls them) have got me in training. They put me on my playmat and I knock the living shite out of the dangling toys. Who needs a speed ball when I have that? As for my heavy bag training, just ask mum what it feels like when she brings out my dinner.

Sean Bean ain't so tough.

Asher "The Ashwani" Thomas

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Satisfied

Hello my merry followers,

My parents took this photo as I was innocently sleeping on my silk sheets. Only the luxorious best for me.

I was dreaming of milk glorious milk. It is all I can think of, well that and the little piece of chocolate ice cream that Dad gave me the other day.

I just spent the weekend down at Nana & Poppa Dromgools house. We went down to see my Uncle Nick and Aunty Sarah as they are going to go overseas and live for awhile. Nana & Poppa quickly learnt that I may look like an angel when I sleep but it takes three hours of screaming to actually get me to sleep.

I am off to hunt booby.

Bye.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

The Other Other White Meat


Here is our other little man - Asher Baron.

We managed to get a photo sans tongue and with eyes open this time. The 3 little marks on his leg are mozzie bites (not cigarette burns thank you very much Sue Bradford!).

Asher has been sleeping for longer overnight and giving his Mum a much needed rest. Although he likes to get stroppy at a certain time of the night and refuses to feed properly - a little frustrating.

Asher is having his Nana Vicki come to visit on Thursday and he gets his Mum all to himself tomorrow while big brother Jude is at "Big Playtime" (daycare).

Asher enjoys looking at his Peter Rabbit mobile and playing "boo" with Mummy. He doesn't enjoy being smacked upside the head by his big brother or having train tracks thrown at him by aforementioned brother.

Jude and Asher send their condolences to their "poxy" cousins in American Samoa - hope the chicken pox have been shown the door by now.

Asher
xxx

Friday, March 09, 2007

Should I be scared?

He got me, I ran and I ran and I ran but he finally caught me.

I feel very nervous in his arms as he pats me and kisses me and then unleashes the fury.

He also has magical powers. I mean look at this picture, somehow he has managed to make my head shrink and body swell. He was also teasing me and calling me a smurf.

I think he really loves me though, even when he says "bye by Asher" when mum gets me up and feeds me.

Asher out.

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Me and my Big Brother
















Yes that's right - here's me with my big brother Jude - you can see he is kindly rocking my bouncer for me - I am looking a little worried as I am scared he will whack me in the not too distant future - Jude doesn't disappoint.

Here is a photo of me on my rug having "tummy time".

I am getting quite rotund. Mum's milk is yummy - I think I am going to be even bigger than my brother - then we'll see who whacks who!!!

Jude had a birthday party yesterday - he got heaps of stuff and I got squat. Well, that's a lie I did get some clothing (which was very nice of Aunty Mon and Gran D).

Bye for now - I am off to sleep for 5-6 straight hours for Mum (she asked nicely so I will oblige).

Asher-wani