Tita Jules, LingLing, bling and tings

We had Tita Jules and LolaLingLing come to stay, which was wonderful. I dressed up in my best togs and got Mama and Papa to take me to the aeroport to meet them. Papa was keen to take this photo on the curbside. Something about getting all his babies in one shot??? I have found one draw back of being a baby is while your bum is in fact quite scrawny, it always looks big in a nappy. Fortunately, I am one of the luckiest nieces in western Canada, as Tita Jules brought me these hip yoga pants from bling baby. They sparkle especially well under dichroic lamps and hey who cares how big your butt is when it looks this good...Ker-ching bling ting. I think so!!! In fact my wardrobe grew nearly as fast as me during their stay with the lovely E-J sending some very chic threads. I've not yet met E-J, but I do know she is lovely because she already sent me my first real (but fake) fur coat... well waistcoat. I'm not quite yet big enough to do it full justice, but very nearly am. Maybe I'll wear it when I go to stay with Lola Mila. We have been making plans over the phone... see you soon LolaMila.

Luckily Tita Jules and LolaLingLing got to meet my friend Amori before she swanned off with her Mummy to a tropical island to get out of the cold rain. She was off to see family and friends in the land of papaya and maya. Yay. I hope she comes back soon. Here we are having a bon voyage group hug.

I must have tried on four hundred and twenty seven outfits or more that day. Trying on new clothes does get tiring and when some of those clothes are designed for extreme sleep comfort... well what can you do? ...It's ok, I was born for this kind of stuff. As you can probably tell by now, LolaLingLing and I bonded well, so well that we sent the olds out for the night. Ha ha ha ha, guess what? Yep that's right they went to Guu Otokame!!!

..look no Maya!!! Scandalous.
Aaaah that's better and with my first bath-time mohican... a distinct improvement on Oliver Hardy and I love this one too.
As you can imagine we were all sad to say goodbye, but it's not long until we see each other again.

Smiling Missy Maya d-t

How to kidnap a napping kid...
...cooooooool.
My Lola arrived in town a couple of days ago. She came from a long, long way away and says we are going to run away together. It sounds really exotic where she lives; they drive backwards down the street and speak funny like Ma and Pa. My Granny lives there too, so I could have Lola and Granny spoil me rotten forever. The above picture is the historic moment of our first meeting, when the plan was hatched. I think Tita Linda is going to help us, here Tita Linda and I are scheming away on the sofa. I know it looks like I'm napping, but I'm just thinking very hard.

Originally the plan was to disguise me as Lola's pet bear, but I don't think allow bears on the aeroplane. The pink and white stripes might have aroused suspicion too...
So, in a moment of pure genius, we have changed the plan into a simpler one: it looks like the best way to achieve it is to fool the olds into thinking Lola is returning home on a different day. She will then 'look after' me straight after a feed and check in for the flight over the phone. I will then secret myself into her carry-on luggage, call a cab and make a break for it...

...so if you UKishers see me before December, you ain't seen me, right? If you you know what I mean.