I don't know why I bother...

...putting new posts on here because no-one except Auntie Jane puts comments on MY Blog. It's all about "Big Brother Jude" apparently. Well he can step aside - 'cause there's a new celebrity in da Big Brother house.

Here I am in my Everton garb (second-hand might I add - but I'm not bitter...) I'm just 'laxing and chillin' ya know? - doing all the stuff that babies do when they've got a bit of time on their tiny little hands (betwixt pooping and sleeping).

I got croup the other day and had to go to the doctors. They made me drink this medicine but I spat most of it back out. I also have started eating real people food. I had a little bit of this stuff that looks like wallpaper paste (Mummy calls it "baby rice"). It tastes a bit like wallpaper paste too.

I have become a bit of a comedian. When Mum is feeding me and accidentally catches my eye... well, I ham it up for her and start laughing, gooing, gurgling and biting her nip!! She is caught between thinking it's funny and being annoyed at me I think.

Well better go - I've cooked something unholy up in my nap-tang and Daddy is home so guess who's got to change me????

Ciao for now

Asher-wani

Minding my own business

Here I am - just sitting here minding my own business, keeping out of trouble and I read all this stuff about people wanting to beat me down???

Well y'all - as Michael J said to Paul McC - I am a lover not a fighter.

Actually I am more of a thinker. Mum and Dad leave me on the couch like this to think and ponder on all the happenings in the world.

I mean nothing is more active than thought, for it travels over the universe and nothing is stronger than necessity for all must submit to it. That may be a bit heavy for some of you but hey - I don't pander to the lowest common denominator.

All that you can do is hope to be like me. I like to think that hope is the only good that is common to all - those who have nothing else possess hope still.

So there you go, I am the thinker of this family, I can also beat the crap out you all - don't let the chubby cute little body fool you. Just remember: a friend to all is a friend to no-one.

Asher

Look at my pressed hams!!

Yes folks, that's right - Mum was readying me for the roasting dish earlier. I played possum for as long as I could but then she started basting me with some sort of oily substance, so I let out a squawk!!

To my cousin Noah and his smart-mouth; just imagine this lil body in a coupla years - I'll take ya down to China-town.

Bye y'all

Asher-wani ("does plops" according to my big brother Jude).