Dear Mister X

Dear Cousin Michael,
You have to cut and paste the html code from the MyBlogLog website and put it into the setting section of the blog. I was actually thinking of taking it down, because apart from you and Aunty Boezo, it just seems to attract spam.
Love Cousin Walter.

Yes, I am still alive!

Okay, I know this is becoming a bit of a theme, but I am terribly sorry about my laziness on the communications front! This five day a week business really takes it out of a boy......

Daycare have refused to install high-speed broadband in the nursery, so I just don't get the time or the computer access that I used to get (What is the point of having a Mummy in management if she can't pull some strings for me, I ask you that?)

We're all getting ready to move here. Mummy has been manically wrapping things in newspaper and throwing them in crates (defeats the purpose a bit there Mum). Daddy is, naturally taking things a little easier - he does after all have the next two weeks off work to catalogue his Star Trek videos. Speaking of which, the Foxtel people claim they can't connect pay TV to the new house until August and both Mummy and Daddy are wandering around, anticipating the withdrawal symptoms, muttering 'No lifestyle channel, oh my' and 'No sci-fi channel, oh my'........ah, the pleasure of watching my TV addicted parents suffer..... maybe now you can do more important things, like spend time with your only begotten son.

We went to meet the new neighbours last weekend..... there was lots of kids, including a four month old baby next door, so I'll always have homes to go to when the neglect gets too much.

Other than that, Madame Neglecto and I have made it to Mum's group quite a bit lately, but I have to admit, I'm a bit shy with everyone to begin with after such a long absence.

I'm not sure what else I know..... It's way past my bedtime and I'm getting kind of incoherent......

Love Wal

XOXO

Update

I apologise for my silence of late, as most of you know I just don't get the time at the computer any more. So what have I been up to?

• I am now officially walking. I really can't get away with taking a few steps, then falling to my knees and crawling the rest of the way....damn it!


• I've had another bout of Bronchiolitis, but thankfully my neglectful parents haven't packed me off to the hospital this time.


• Mummy keeps muttering 'Gotta pack up the house....gotta pack up the house' and Daddy is sitting in a corner rocking back and forth chanting 'Can't throw it away.....can't throw it away'.


• Mum and I actually made it to Mum's group this week after a six week work enforced absence. I had forgotten who everyone was, until Eleanor started bashing me up for eating her banana.....then it all came flooding back...in glorious technicolor!


• We also got to see baby Abby yesterday, who was this little creature? Why does she look so much like Unkie Pat's brother John? And why was my Mummy cuddling her and getting all gushy?

Stay tuned for all these answers and more......

A leave of absence.

"Walter, what's going on? You haven't been posting lately...."
Oh if I had a dollar for every person who has asked me that lately, I'd have a pile of brand new, glow in the dark dummies that nearly reached the ceiling!
I'm sorry everyone, Mummy, Daddy and I have been horrifically busy. Daddy's work has been a nightmare, Mummy's work has been a nightmare and given that they now abandon me at day care as much as Family Services will let them, I haven't had a chance to talk to you all. Do you think that day care would get high speed broadband installed in the nursery for me?
Apart from my ridiculously long days of incarceration, I've been going to people's houses for dinner and lunches (Thank you Maree and Peter [there you go, I mentioned you Peter!] and Ian and Kim), I've been taking a few steps here and there and I got my first comment on the blog from a stranger (well, someone whose blog Mummy reads).

1000

My apologies to my adoring public for the tardiness of this post.

We passed a major milestone this week, our 1000th visitor to The Wonderful World of Walter (give or take a few hundred...)

Thank you all so much for feeding my ego.

XOXOXOXOX

Virus Update

Chest: Still wheezy

Cough: Lessening

Bowels: A1 Condition

Temperament: Cheeky

Position: Back at Day Care yesterday.....Bugger!

Happy Easter

Just wishing you all a happy easter.

This is also my 100th post....I rock!

First week is over

Well, Mummy and I have just done our first week at our new day cares. And oi vey, we are tired. Now we know how Daddy feels. I don't know where we will find the time for blogging now. Any suggestions, apart from my patented 4 am wake up?

Have horse and pyjamas, will travel

Just a quick pictorial update, seeing as the cyber world hasn't seen much of me lately.

Tamika lent me her rocking horse, which is kinda fun.

And Aunty Ten bought me some big boy jamies (amongst other things - thanks Ten)....They have buttons....I love buttons.

Thankyou to some...

A big thank you to Daddy, Unkie Al and Eleanor for your heartfelt comments. Sorry Dad, I cant make the comments button bigger....and sorry Al, any drunken photos of you in my possession are fair game. And Eleanor, did you know that you can crash the whole computer by mashing the buttons on the lower left corner of the keyboard? Particularly effective whilst Daddy is playing Warcraft, or Age of Empires, or Medieval Total War, or Rise of Nations or....or....or....

Looks like Grandma was right....

Once upon a time, Mummy jokingly claimed in Grandma's earshot that there were no flies here in Canberra, Grandma replied that she knew for a fact that there was, because she'd seen all the dead ones on our window sills. Watching Mummy cleaning the kitchen today, I think Grandma was onto something.
(Notice our poor, drought addled lawn.....I actually sat on real lawn last weekend - strange stuff, that green grass, strange stuff.)

Happy Australia Day, Mate.

New frontiers to explore

Now that I am a fully mobile individual who can crawl and make my way around the house, our humble abode has been giving up a wealth of fascinating secrets.For instance, did you know that in the kitchen the faux-art nouvea brass planter that Mummy keeps her shopping bags, broom and dust pan and brush in makes the most wonderful clanging sound when you hit it? Or that playing in the bin sends Mummy running and muttering about getting a new one with a lid? Or that you can get your finger stuck in the drain holes in the bathroom, toilet and laundry? Or that dry dog food tastes good?... Real good.

Technical Difficulties

Good Morning to my devoted readers.
We seem to be having some issues with posting photos and using the spell check facility on the blog....and we dont want you reading sub standard offerings, or having to do all that reading with pictures of my gorgeous self to sweeten the deal.
Will try again later.

Also, I think it's time I spruced up the image of The Wonderful World of Walter...what do you guys think?....what sort of design motif would you like to see?

Happy Belated Birthday Daddy

It was Dad's birthday on the weekend (yeah I know I'm kinda tardy in acknowledging it...) and we had a rip snorter of a barbecue to celebrate. Mummy tells me that although the party was for lunch time, several people (after having little Nanna naps on the floor and couch) didn't leave until after midnight. Apparently the 'boys' played cricket in the park, whilst the 'girls' bathed their feet in my new pool (Nellie and I would have really liked to be in on the cricket...hint, hint Daddy). And even though it was Dad's birthday, I got presents, courtesy of Unkie Al, the world's rockingest god father.

Let Festivus Commence!

Yesterday we had our Mum's group Christmas party, where we all met each others daddies, played balloon volley ball and got a special early present from that fat, bearded dude, Santa.

Ow!.....It's all spiky.

This is Eleanor, she can crawl.....and for that I hate her. (Joking! I kid because I love!)

Lachie, a little birdie told me that all your Mummy wants for Christmas is decent night sleep...

Luke and I co-ordinated our outfits, as usual.

This is Tamika doing Lindsay's (Eleanor's Mum A.K.A. 'My real Mummy') hair.

Logan clearly has his priorities right here...

And Ella and Kelly, who were off attempting to break Ella's spirit (unsuccessfully, might I add) at Sleep School.

Merry Xmas to all my friends!

Sorry

Sooooo lazy....

Will post about something soon -

Promise!

Da Boyz.

34.3 degrees...

See, Aunty Kathryn.... this is why I need a wading pool.

Me n' my gal