UK Tour - Part 3 - Christmas

Wow, finally we arrived at Granny G'Ann'T's house after an epic sleep... er I mean drive, through a foggy England. Granny had given up her bedroom for the old folks and me, which was really cool because it has an awesome en suite. Of course it does, Daddy designed it that way!!

Naturally, Granny was pleased to see all of us. Uncle Tim and his gang -auntie V and Olive- flew in from HK the next day and he gave us the motivation to make it to Midnight Mass. It was a High Anglican service in a half-empty really old church. They were making smoke bombs and wearing white gowns. I thought they were going to sacrifice a sheep or a young virgin, but instead Papa went and had a swig of the pretend blood and we all went home to bed.

In the morning we all got up and opened presents. My cousin Olive was great and made Christmas totally enjoyable. Her Mummy got a super twinkly ring and was delighted - after that I sensed just a bit of tension between my Mummy and Daddy.

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Later that day, the Beattys, some really close family friends, came over and I got another cool (and noisy) toy. The grown-ups all ate and drank way too much and before you could say "Only Fools and Horses Christmas Special re-run" there was a small squadron of fat bellies snoring in front of the telly.

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On Boxing Day The Beattys hosted the return leg and we all piled over to their house. I sported my achingly hip new BABiPod top from uncle Rob -I'm so fly, I think I need to lie down!

The only problem with this top is Papa kept pressing my tummy to try and make me pause. Fool, my batteries were simply in need of a recharge... again... zzzzzzzzzzz...

UK Tour - Part 2 - Back in the very big city of London

We had a good few days with Lola Mila and we played and chatted like old friends before heading back into the very big city of London, where Mama and Papa caught up with some old pals. Papa and some friends even babysat me one night, so Mama coul dgo and play drinking cocktails with the girls. My four babysitters, Mark, Gus, Tito Rob and Papa were really fun but a little too drunk (especially Gus), so I pretended to be asleep for the whole night until Mama came home!!! Yikes.

I also met Matthew, who they call Shady. I don't know about "shady" but he pulled some funny faces and bought me the cosiest outfit ever, leaving many envious grown-ups. ...and crazy Stu, from 'oop north' apparently. Whatever that means, I do not know, but he was a lively character and we all went to have yummy dinner with James and Stella. Last time I was there, I was less than the size of a pea in Mama's tummy.

... and here I am with Nicky, who really likes to party...
...and Cat, who had whipped up Daddy's favourite for dinner...
...yeah, the very big city of London was alot of fun. Papa says next time I'll get to see the Thames and the big cathederal there... ...and go to the Tate and hopefully these slides will still be there......as you can imagine 'the Big Smoke' was pretty tiring for big little me.

Hooray for my lovely godparent E-J, nice lap for nap. Thanks...

...next stop Christmas in Staffordshire.

laters

Maya D-T

UK Tour - Part 1 - my first big performance

I am pleased to annouce that despite everything that was thrown at us from broken aeroplanes and crappy car hire, I was good as gold on the way to Yookay to see my Lola and Granny and a zillion other peeps and luvvies.

We arrived at Tita Jules and Tito Rob's swanky pad in the very big city of London and were all chuffed to see two of my godparents-to-be waiting to meet us, even though we were really late. Judging by their slurring (and stinky breath) I think Mama and Papa got into to the spirit of things right from the moment they walked through the door!!!

Early the following morning we headed out of London to Lola Mila's, which took us into the beautiful English countryside, which was covered in crisp, clear winter sunshine. It was great to see Lola Mila again and catch up. The next day was my Christening. Apparently I gave the perfect performance, so everyone gave me loads of great gifts. Naturallly my favourite was the champagne ...dahling!!

Lola Mila had planned a party and made me a cake. Here it is... ...can you believe it, it was part of Mama & Papa's wedding cake!!! I felt very special. Tita Jules looked after me really well all afternoon (Check out Tita Jules' blog report with photos too by clicking the link). Here's Mama, Papa and my English godparents (EJ, Sophie, Mama, Papa, James).

...and Mama's cousin Tom (he was also really sweet to me) and Dick...

...and never forgetting of course Lola Mila and me playing.
Yay Lola, and thanks for my great Christening and party. All that socialising and champagne made me quite tired...

...so I squeezed forty winks in my new snuggly cow bed.

Mooo!
Maya

Wishing you all a...

...from...

~xxXXXxx~

Secret outtake from Star Wars

Do or do not. There is no try. Do or do not. There is no try. DO OR DO NOT!

Do or do not. There is no try. DO OR D.....

Yay, at last! Here's me not paying attention in the Jedi Council. Oops. "Maya, light sabre a toy is not." Sorry Yoda, but I think you're wrong.

Arctic Freeze
woweee, that was cold.... for Vancouver!
We just got hit by a load of Arctic air, which slipped down the Rockies to bring us really cold (for Vancouver) temperatures. It snowed a load about 30 cm and everything looked great. That was a week and a half ago and we still have loads of snow outside. Check out the whopping icicles hanging from our gutter. The longest one was longer than me!!!

Papa had quite an amazing commute when it had finished snowing and the sun came out.

..he also asked if I would show this view from his desk at work. He calls it his 'gloato' -lame I know, but I must humour him. Having said that, I've been there and on a good day, it is quite cool, but most of the time it is raining so you cannot see the mountains. On those days, it is still cool to see all the float planes coming in to land just behind the tall building on the left of the 'gloato'.
Anyway, this blog is meant to be about me. So here I am

----tootle-pip for now. Maya D~T

Introducing the baddest gaming sensation from the mean streets of Blog...

Featuring...

MAYA

BIO

BORN: To sleep... er on the East side. Yo.

FIGHTING STYLE: Hot

SPECIAL MOVE: Don't get flamed by Maya and her Maya-Fire special attack!

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AMORI
BIO
BORN: In the urban jungle.
FIGHTING STYLE: Lightning Fast

SPECIAL MOVE: Watch out for Amori's electric lightning-hair. Electrifying!
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....let baby battle commence!!!!!

Ouch. That must burn.

...lightning comeback Amori.

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

Sashimi Baby

I just wanted to add some extra notes about Halloween because I thought this was great. Someone at Papa's work suggested they dress me in black (urban baby, non?) and stuff two pairs of his black footy socks and pin them to my body and make me into a spider. How coooooool is that?

Well this got us going and on top of the Oliver Hardy -stupid- fancy dress, we came up with this well sick one:
...Mama was not amused. ooops.

Maya D-T,

Trick or Treat

It was treat time for me on Halloween, as Tito Rene and Tita Lara came over dressed as a British Bobby and witch, respectively.

They brought my new b.f.: Frankie. He's only a helium balloon, but he's mine and I like to hang with him. Well maybe I just lie there and gorm up at him with dribble running down the side of my cheeks while he just hangs there waiting for the heating to start blowing air at him again.

We had quite a few trick-or-treaters and the old folks made a couple of scary pumpkins and put up ghosts, ghouls and spiders to try and scare the kids. Not a chance! Every single one of them, including the teenagers, had one single thing on their mind: treats. Daddy says next year he's going to wear his ubiquitous gold silk dressing gown and be Hugh Hefner - this is the same item previously featuring as Dracula, Gengis Khan and Dorian Gray. Hmm not sure how well that will be received as he answers the door to young children offering them 'treats'. Hopefully he will have forgotten by then.

Speaking of dressing up, this was Dad's idea of humour! Apparently I look like Oliver Hardy! Just to be sure, my own father, made a little square moustache for me! My own father!!!!!!!!!

...oops no that is Oliver Hardy. This is me:I was speechless too! Thanks Dad! You'll be hearing from my lawyers just as soon as I am old enough. grrr

From now on, any costumes will HAVE to be approved by me first.

signing out,

Missy Maya DT

My toys

I have been given some pretty amazing presents in my 7 week long life. I have received a large collection of clothes, toys and books. I even received some feisty bottles of liquor!!! You'll be relieved to hear I donated them to Daddy's drink cabinet as I am still almost two decades shy of legally being allowed to drink'em. I am not quite up to speed with the books, but they look great and I promise to get stuck in just as soon as I am taught how to read.

So in the meantime that means I get to enjoy my clothes and toys. I am growing so fast that many of my clothes are already too small... months before they should. I am growing so fast that I have outgrown several wardrobes already. Never mind last season, try last week's stuff. Yikes!

Fortnuately I am starting to get the most out of my toys. .

Here I am with Derek the educational Dolphin. If you squeeze him right, he squeeks and ribbons shoot out from his blow hole ...

...the little one is Daphne, Derek the educational Dolphin's daughter. If you squeeze her right she squeaks in a higher pitch than Derek; a hilarious symphony of discord. The wince on Mama's face gets a smile from me every time!!

then there is Brian the humble bumble bee and...

...here I am moving and motivating with Maureen the motivational monkey..

...and with a whole big group of us.

As you can see, I am really starting to bond with my toys. Probably my favourite right now is Frankie Frankenstein the helium balloon. Limitless hours of untold fascination. seizures laters.

Missy Maya D to the T

How Guud is this?

Once again, the olds dragged me out in my slumber to the legendary Guu Otokame. The bestest izakaya joint in town... supposedly. Whether this is true or not is up to you to decide for yourself, but the restaurant did manage to convert my non-believer Granny G'Ann'T. I think she actually enjoyed it. As usual I was shoved in the corner in my car seat. Hmmm not sure about that. I suppose it is to be expected while I still have no teeth and no etiquette training.

However, I did manage to get myself some grub too; thanks Mama. mmmmmmmmmmmm... but mostly I kept schtum -"a kid should be seen and not heard!"- and bided my time with just a couple of yelps and squirms. Guys you owe me big time!!

...back at the ranch and it was all cuddles (and food time)...

and washed down with Papa's galactically gigantic gin and tonics...

...well fancy that! guzzzling a giant G and T with Granny G'Ann'T. Look at that! It's half the size of Granny. Unfortunately, Granny G'Ann'T had to go back home. ho hum. I'll see her at Christmas too. In the meantime, my aim is to stay cool...

...my future's so bright, I gotta wear Daddy's shades.

yeah man. Peace.

the

Lady Maya D-T