Lady Gaga's love and hate relationship with the Paparazzi (as woefully articulated in her song of the same name) is beginning to strike a chord. I can tell you the make and model of Daddy's camera lens now as it's been pointing at me non-stop since we got home.


Visitors are nice because I get plenty of cuddles and new threads. When I'm a bit bigger I shall have more outfits than Gok Wan.

When Nanna and Grandad arrived, Nanna ran up the stairs like Dame Kelly Holmes, but I was being roughed-up by the midwife so she had to wait. But finally I got to say hello to them and they were lovely.
So, another day down. I've now met Auntie Stephanie and all my grandparents, plus I got a card from Great-Granny Margaret too. Things are shaping up nicely.
AMK
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