Mummy says that even though I won’t see G anymore, G is actually with me all the time. She says anytime I need him, he’ll be right there with me, helping me and making me strong - all I have to do is think about him.

Mummy says I carry a piece of G in my heart.

I love my G!

I’ve been crawling for a whole week now, so I’ve had lots of practice. I’m pretty much an old pro at it now. Here, check me out!

Here’s me and my Nana, she’s my great-grandmother.

And this is my great-grandfather, John.

I got to see my Uncle Monkey Pants, too. I don’t get to see him much. He’s fun to play with!

G and I played together, too. We got right down on the floor and I laid on G’s chest.

Then I spit up all over G so Mummy could take a picture. I don’t know why she didn’t! I guess she’ll just have to remember what it looked like.

I miss my G. I can’t wait to see him again!

“Whatcha doin’?”

“N-gah!”

Extreme close-up:

See my new teeth? I like them. I can use them to bite.

It was starting to get pretty crowded in there, so I told Mummy it was time for me to have my own room. She cried and said she would miss me. I don’t know what that means, do you?

So here is my new room! This is where Mummy and Daddy change my diaper and get me dressed:

They keep my clothes here:

This is where they feed me my bottle and rock me to sleep. See my fishy? His name is Sammy! He has some little fishy friends named George.

And here’s where I sleep:

I like my new room!

Mummy showed me all the kitties hanging out in their cages. I wanted to pet them, but Mummy wouldn’t let me. I don’t know why, do you?