Ok so now that I sleep all night long without interuption, Mummy has decided to make me use my bed in my room.
So today I napped twice in my little room … I actually liked it.

Since a god my play mat I just love to exercice my neck … because Mummy has explained it’s the first step to walking.

1/ Lift my head up

2/ Turn my head … Left … Center … Right … Center etc…

At 9 weeks old I :

• Put my fingers in my mouth
• Hold my dummie with the back of my hand so it won’t fall
  
• Play little Indians
• Watch television ( but Mummy won’t let me ! )
  
• Try to have full lengh conversations of Areuuu
• Am less scared in the bath
  
• Smile at people
  
• Week 8 : Try to say “Hello” to my Granny
  
• Week 8 : Can sleep in my cot all night
• Week 8 : Play on my own when I wake up
  
• Week 8 : Exercise my legs and arms every morning
  
• Week 8 : Drink from the larger size bottle (150ml)

• Week 9 : Suck my fingers when my dummie falls down
• Week 9 : Speak to the birds on my mobile
• Week 9 : Lift of my head and turn it
• Week 9 : Sleep all night long !!

Today I woke up at 8h30 ! My parents were really glad !
We arrived very early at the doc’s so we had a little coffee in a PArisian Céfé.
Well actually only Daddy had a coffee cuz Mummy and me think it’s BEURK !

Daddy’s mask makes me smile !!

Mummy & I have a new game.
Mummy says “I love you” to me, and I say “iiiiiiiiii aaaaaaa” back to her.
So this morning while we were waiting at the doctor’s we played the I love James game.

Today my parents woke me up ! I can’t believe it !!

I went to bed at 12:30am and stayed asleep until I heard Mummy & Daddy say “Wake up James!”
at … 8:00am !!
My parents seemed so happy to have to wake me up.
I might do that again 😉

Today we stayed home, played a lot and then while Mummy was updating my blog – Oh yes I meant to tell you about that : Mummy is my blog secretary so I can concentrate on other things – Daddy, Ganjayou & I enjoyed our nap.

Daddy will be working on Faudel’s new album in January – but  I am the only star in Daddy’s heart, and all I am interested in is MY DADDY !!

I’m growing bigger and bigger so Mummy arranged my closet with my 3 months clothes.
Look Granny how smart I am !

Just as we were going out, Granny arrived. So cool !
So Granny, Mummy & Daddy went for a long walk with my pushchair !

When we arrived home, Granny was waiting for us !
I had so much stuff to tell my Granny …

On the way home, I saw the Eiffel Tower for the first time !

This morning we went to see Pascale the dentist.
Daddy might like Pascale, but seems to hate the dentist concept. Why?

Note for James ; Ask Daddy what does a dentist do.

I’ve finally got my pushchair garage !
Many many thanks to Dominique, the worker (the man  on the picture with Daddy  & me in front of my pushchair garage) and of course Mummy for calling Dominque every day to make sure the work would be done !

Mummy, Granny & Daddy have now no more excuses for not taking my pushchair out !

At 8 weeks old I :

• Put my fingers in my mouth
• Hold my dummie with the back of my hand so it won’t fall
  
• Play little Indians
• Watch television ( but Mummy won’t let me ! )
  
• Try to have full lengh conversations of Areuuu
• Am less scared in the bath
  
• Smile at people
  
• Week 8 : Try to say “Hello” to my Granny
  
• Week 8 : Can sleep in my cot all night
• Week 8 : Play on my own when I wake up
  
• Week 8 : Exercise my legs and arms every morning
  
• Week 8: Drink from the larger size bottle (150ml)
  

Pépé Richard – who we are starting to call PAPY (cuz frankly it’s easier for me to pronounce) – dropped by for a surprise(*) visit today.
I got my first whistling lesson from Pépé Richard & Daddy, and then Pépé Richard gave me an excellent advice. Daddy : Listen to Pépé !!

(*) Well not exactly a surprise as Pépé Richard is sure to have told Mummy & Daddy that he was coming, but we (Mummy, Daddy & I) are sure he never told us he was coming – ANYWAY …

It’s now been a few days I’ve been hearing a lot about : “CRECHES”, “NOUNOUS” and Mummy going back to work in January.

I don’t have the faintest idea of what is a  “CRECHE” or a “NOUNOU” but all I know is that this morning Daddy took me to the Mairie and to lots of “CRECHES”.
Daddy told me to look poor/sad (*), cute & irresistible (**)!

Mummy promised me I would not have to be with a “NOUNOU”, as she has organized that Daddy (YES!) & Granny (YES! X2) take turns to stay with me, until I am old enough to go the bilingual “CRECHE” in the Marais with lots of British kids like me !

PERFECT ! cuz by the way Mummy was speaking about “NOUNOUS”,  I was starting to get really scared !

(*) POOR & SAD Face

(**) CUTE & IRRESISTIBLE Face