... and boy is the time zipping now! Christmas is almost here, and I am making the most of Christmas parties. I like to celebrate with my Mum and do lots of dancing in her belly :) Dad finds it weird when I am dancing around, and doesn't like touching Mum's belly. He he, I keep him on his toes already!
Friday night Mum went into to Liverpool to celebrate Christmas with her work colleagues. Very nice bar/restaurant, especially the butterscotch tart. Unfortunately I found it a bit too rich and so gave her a bit of belly ache on Friday night and Saturday. My tastes just aren't that mature just yet!
On Saturday Mum and Dad drove down to Coventry to meet up with Mum's friend Katie. They hadn't seen each other since Nice, so they had a good 'ole chin wag! It was good to catch up again, and Mum is hoping Katie does enough smoozing at the meeting to get a transfer to Switzerland! Dad couldn't sit still that long, so went off exploring the shops. Maybe that is why I like moving about so much?? Still, Mum didn't see any sight of Christmas shopping ...
Everyone says that they have been 'sent to Coventry'. Apparently this dates back to the 17th century, when some soldiers of one of the Kings (Henry the 8th?) were shunned by the monarch and sent to Coventry. Humph, there's a bit of history for you!!
On Sunday Mum had a big baking day ... shortbread and banana cake (yum)! Maybe Mum's belly is not all me!
Here is a shot of Dad having a rest on the weekend. They can be tiring. Apparently Costa thought so too ...
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