Tummy time

Mr Cool

First class photo

Working on the football draw with Dad

12 weeks!

This is really about the pictures - especially as two of Frank's grandparents are off travelling at the moment and want updates...

It's almost as if 12 weeks was a 'Shabang! Here's a whole heap of cool new tricks' milestone. He's grabbing at everything in sight (especially hair), putting everything in his mouth, LAUGHING and almost sitting without support. The pirate noises are pretty cool too - although they freaked out people in the waiting room at the hospital the other day!

On Thursday we met up with ten of the twelve babies (Frank being one of them) from our antenatal group for coffee and a photo shoot. Frank had a bit of a lean on, creating a domino affect. He held hands with Carter - cute!

Anyway, Granny Ro and Aunty Milz are arriving tonight so Frank's getting in as much sleep as he can in preparation!

P.S. Once again, I'll have to paste the pictures separately - can't seem to figure it out...

Playing with Gus the Guppy

Gardening with Grand Marg and Pappy

Hanging out with Great Grandma Nance

Bathtime with Dad

Legs 11

11 weeks old and Frank’s legs get longer and longer, his thighs get rounder and rounder and he, of course, gets cuter and cuter!

Last weekend saw Frankie take his first plane ride up to Orkland (he slept the entire way…) where it was a relly-extravaganza! He got to meet his Great (aka wonderful/fantastic) Grandma Nance, as well as various Lists, Robinsons and family friends. He coped like a gentleman, charming all who met him with his suave smile.

The few days before the Orkland trip, we had Lani and Isla to visit. Isla is an energetic, gorgeous 15 month old and there was something magical about seeing two babies hanging out together. She gently stroked his face and he watched her constantly. Very sweet.

This week Frank has been a real Daddy’s boy. Libby ended up in hospital for the second time with mastitis – Boobitis, according to Simon -and had an abcess the size of a golf-ball removed. Nice. She’s fine though, honest (in fact, this is she writing this) and the hardest part was being away from the two boys.

Anyway, all is going well now and Frank may even move into his cot tonight…

PS Have photos to attach but eblog is playing up and won't let us add them. Will try again later.