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conflict resolution....

mummy has had it with people going on and on and on about how much i look like my dad. she says i also look like her - well, the baby version of her! i really don't care- i think i look like them both!

what do you think?

my daddy

my mummy

mummy + daddy = me

mummy wore - something from the 70's!
daddy wore - something from the 70's!
i wore - a pretty dress from babygap :)

xoxo

my first haircut!!

ok - so there wasn't exactly much to start off with, but the fact remains that the scissors did their justice to the little bit of fluff there was on my head. it was time, mummy said, to face the fact that i was just not going to be one of those babies with a head full of fluffy curly afro hair. instead i was to face my reality and make the most of a bald head - for now. as she was chatting, i really wasn't too bothered. i was watching the fluff falling and thinking of how i could reach it and taste it. i'd never seen anything like it - looked so tasty. however it was as if mummy was reading my mind, for as my little finger reached down to grab the fluff she swooped in like a seagull and grabbed it. she said she's saving a bit for me to see when i'm older. there was only a bit on my head so i guess she's saved it all.

oh well - here i am on sunday after the haircut, with the biggest bow she could find!

finally home!

i wore:

cord trousers - baby gap (old) try these zara ones or these baby gap ones

shirt - zara kids available here

cardi - zara kids available here

hair band - zara kids available in store

shoes - clarks available here

ok, fine - here's what mummy wore even though she wouldn't let me eat my hair:

trousers - twenty8twelve (old)

top - zara available here

necklace - mango similar here

bag - vintage bally

shoes - topshop (old)

as you can see i'm sporting some snazzy shoes - more about them in the next post!

xoxo

m-h

no no no no....

its been a busy couple of weeks! as you know we are busy working on our new website whatmummywore...well, mummy is....

i just tell her 'no,no' when i don't like something. i bet you didn't realise i could talk now! yes - my speech is coming along nicely. i can now say a few things - mummy is required to interpret what these sayings are.

here is my dictionary:

aa - tiii - thank you

taaa - thank you, now give it to me

kaka - mummy (her name is tanaka so i call here kaka, or daddy when she asks me to say mummy)

daddy - daddy : pretty easy to say. that's my story and i'm sticking with it.

kaki - ducky

a ball - a ball

sooz - shoes

...and as previously stated, i have learnt to articulate 'no'.

what a magical word.

that, coupled with my shaking of the head and the occasional wagging of the finger guarantee that mummy/daddy stop whatever they are doing to annoy me. i have also discovered it comes in especially handy when they try to trick me by diverting my attention with a toy when i want my milk - i don't care that it's hot. i look them square in the face and say 'NO' and point at the bottle.

finally, when someone i'm not too sure about charges at me to try and kiss me, i can now expressly say 'NO' and wag the finger incase they are hard of hearing. should they continue stampeding in my direction, i turn my entire body away and say 'nonononononono!'. mummy is not best pleased about this latest development.

anyway, here she is feeling very pleased with her new hair!

and here i am protesting as i still have the same old hairstyle - not fair.

mummy wore:

waxed trousers - topshop (old, try these from zara)

shirt - rugby, ralph lauren

jumper - available here

shoes - poste mistress at office (old,)

i wore:

cord jeans - baby gap

cardi - mamas & papas

denim jacket - baby gap

remember to sign up at our new site: whatmummywore.com

xoxo

shopping and dreaming and mulberry and cleaning......

...these are a few of mum's favourite things....

here are the rest:

1. filling online shopping baskets to the point where she has almost one of everything available in zara - then shutting down and shouting 'ONE DAY!!'

2. getting daddy to ring up estate agents so she can view properties she cant afford then coming home a little depressed and cleaning in the hope her bathroom and kitchen can look like the one she just saw.

3. telling my hair to grow ( i clearly tell it not to grow as i'm not ready for the afro madness that awaits me)

4. chasing me around with a camera trying to get images for this blog. hang on, i think that's one of my favourite things - she doesn't look too amused when i dash off just as she says 'perfect shot -no! wait there!'.

5. the smell of good quality leather shoes. i catch her sitting there smelling her new boots - weirdo.

6. kissing me and cuddling me from morning till night....when i let her.

7. buying....anything. anything at all. daddy says money makes her feel itchy.

8. putting the cart before the horse. daddy says 'i agree. lets buy a house'. mummy hears 'start filling up the garage with furniture for the new house - NOW!'

mummy says her ultimate favourite thing is sitting by my cot and watching me sleep...and marvelling at what a blessing & little miracle i am.

awww...how cheesy.

mummy wore:

jacket - river island

shirt - miss selfridge (old)

jeans - all saints (past season)

shoes - topshop (old)

bag - zara

xoxo

a few of my favourite things...

mummy and i have decided to write posts about a few of our favourite things. here are mine in countdown order:

10. scratching mummy or daddy or any other adults eyes and shouting "ouch!" as I do so.

9. playing kissy kiss with mummy and daddy where I kiss them both in turn over and over till we all burst out laughing ...

8. waving my finger and shouting at mummy or daddy when they do something to annoy me.

7. wrapping my arms around the necks of those I love for that extra special cuddle

6. throwing toys/food/anything not rooted down, from a high place and watching them hit the ground....then
saying 'oopsi daisy' and demanding that mummy or daddy pick them up.... so I can do it all over again.

5. spit out any food that's in my mouth as soon as I spot my juice - I've got to create room.

4. cece my rag doll who comes everywhere with me.

3. saying 'dada' when mummy begs me to say mummy.

2. demanding to brush my teeth when mummy or daddy brush theirs....whether mine have already been brushed or not.

and at number 1......

...pooping in the bath tub just for the added drama that creates. especially when my godmother aunty tinashe comes round to babysit.

yep...i think i'll leave you with that image in your minds...i'll show you mummy's list tomorrow!

here's me in my favourite outfit from the last week. i am doing my ultimate favourite thing - admiring my good looks in the mirror with my duckies that i always sneak out of the bathtub:

whole outfit from zara baby

p.s remember we are moving soon - sign up now:

whatmummywore.com

xoxo

it's all about whatmummywore.com!

mummy has decided we should move onto our own website. it's so exciting! i'm sure you've been wondering why we've been away - well, that's why.

head on over to whatmummywore.com and you can sign up to be alerted once we move.

notice how it's now 'whatmummywore' though? hmm.....

wouldn't you call that rudeness? what happened to what i wore?

never mind that i'm the real reason you all read this blog. she knows it too. anyway, she keeps rabbiting on about bringing me into this world blah blah blah so i just let her think she's in charge.

ultimately i'll still be in charge of the content and what i write goes!

i wore:

top - baby gap (from aunty nyari)

shorts - zara baby

whilst mummy works hard getting things ready, i'm busying myself looking through pictures from the summer. here's a few from the day i was enjoying a day out at a mini steam engine park in leatherhead, surrey. having experienced the joys of eating sand and all the havoc that caused (read about it here) i decided grass might be more fun. it looked like someone had prepared a carpet of salad just for me!

p.s going back to the sand drama - mummy was suitably overjoyed to find there is now a large notice in my nursery saying: MORAYO-HOPE IS NOT ALLOWED TO EAT SAND.

i am still trying to work out how to get back into that sandpit...it really is just so tasty.

p.p.s - as mummy is busy creating whatmummywore.com she's again is banned here. this is now my space! to see her, follow @whatmummywore on instagram.

just another day in the office...

last week i got to visit mummy's office. it was one of those odd days when mummy decided she was having a life and going out with her colleagues for an after-work cocktail. so...she picked me from nursery then daddy picked me from her office and took me home. i'd overheard her chatting about this in the morning. so that day i decided to eat sand at nursery. i ate as much sand as i could fit in my little fists. what i hadnt bargained for was what would happen to me after it went through my tummy. lets just say my bottom needed a LOT of tlc. i just pooped sand all evening. mummy on the other hand enjoyed a fun evening out with her colleagues. i saved her some sandy poop for the morning diaper - wouldn't want her to feel left out.

thats me & mummy's colleague, Louise. we played peekaboo & she let me show her my expertise on the computer. here i am signing off a few purchase orders. i was checking all the figures matched back ofcourse.

mummy's other colleague, Victoria - took this lovely photo and gave it this aged effect. why can't my mummy do cool stuff like this?

anyway, i gave lots of hi fives and cuddles before leaving them all to enjoy their night out.

i wore:

dress - zara baby

mummy isnt on this blog today - we aren't talking. you know where to find her when she's on a time-out: styledbytanaka.blogspot.com

olympic special

mummy says she can't believe the summer of sport is over...we have had fun watching the olympics and paralympics on tv everyday. mummy seemed to be particularly attentive during the swimming - the men's swimming to be precise. daddy would be distracted on the laptop until a certain victoria pendleton would come on the screen. suddenly he would come to life. hmm.

anyway - my olympic experience has been fun - mummy says i'll never remember this so she took lots of pictures of the 2 days we had enjoying the olympic events. one was the torch relay and the other was the canoe sprint in eton dorney. we had a lot of fun at both.

mummy & i at the torch relay.

in windsor - en route to eton dorney

waiting for the boat to eton dorney

oh hello swan!

pointing out the boat i want to my daddy

mummy pointing out the house she wants

a family portrait

with an olympics games - maker

i wore:

top - baby gap

shorts - zara baby

hairband - pumpkin patch

mummy wore:

shorts,top,cardi - zara

shoes - topshop

bye bye london 2012, it's been emotional.

xoxo

Look who's walking too!!

Ok - i'd had enough. everywhere we went it seemed all people wanted to know was whether i was walking or not. well i wasn't in the zone yet. i didn't want to walk. i was quite happy on all fours where i could continue to scrutinise every inch of the floor undisturbed. one day i might spot a little seed on the kitchen floor whilst mummy cooks at which point she screams as I place it speedily in my mouth and speed off! on another I might chase after the rubbish as mummy tries desperately to sweep. why walk?!

I wore:

dress - h&m (from my godmum Aunty Segs)

shoes - zara baby

well that was until yesterday, Sunday August 26th, when as we sat in the family room in church it seemed all my fellow friends had sold out on me. off they went one by one as everyone ooh'd and ahh'd. I was trying to be unbothered until the one baby with the hair that my mummy envies above all others decided to make a beeline for my mummy. what?! I was not having it. i got up too and just went for it, collapsing in a heap on my mummy after 3 steps. attention turned back to me and balance was restored. Of course now that I'd revealed my capabilities on 2 legs there was no turning back. The rest of Sunday was spent with mummy chasing me with her camera and me refusing to perform on demand. balance well and truly restored.

mummy wore:

knitted top- topshop

Jeans - allsaints

shoes - office

reminisce on the love we had...

ok...i've been lying low. mummy has NOT been best pleased with me lately. it seems my habit of waking up at 1, 3 and 5 in the morning is not amusing to her. i just don't get it! i remember a year ago, she was the one poking me and pressing my chest checking if i was still alive....every 5 minutes! naturally i thought that was the natural order. we all go to bed, then every so often we wake up to check the other person is alive. they are the ones who have made the game harder by putting me in a cot in a separate room. if we were in the same bed, i could just poke her too. or open her eyes. or drool on her face. or bite her lip. or her cheek or nose. ok, i confess - thats what i was doing last week when she gave up and just let me sleep in her bed cos she was going bananas. unfortunately for me that proved to be my undoing. it seems these things that are endearing during daytime hours are not so amusing at night.

**sigh**

so much to learn....give me a chance mummy...i'm only 1...

for now i reminisce about a time gone by. a time before mummy started work and wasn't too bothered whether i woke her up at 1 in the morning because we could sleep till 1 in the afternoon....

yes.... i remember this little outing to henley-on-thames to feed the ducks...

i wore:

all-in-one -baby gap

mummy wore:

top - topshop

skirt - primark

belt - french connection

...and i remember this little impromptu picnic at the park near our house:

i wore:

dress - baby gap

mummy wore:

skirt - gap

denim shirt - reiss

and here we are in our matching denim shorts! oh boy, those were the days!

i wore:

top & denim shorts - zara baby

mummy wore:

shorts - river island

top - french connection

oh well. i guess i better go to bed and stay asleep. maybe that way i can work my way back to her comfy bed....and have one more bite of her cheek. look.... i'm teething, and no teething toy provides as much satisfaction as a yelping mummy!

Back from the Abyss...

Ok guys - have you missed me...I have missed you. I know I've been a bit AWOL lately - but really it was beyond my control. Mummy has shipped me off to nursery! How rude right?! So there I was 6 weeks ago, minding my own business gathering dust particles under the sofa (mummy really needs to step up her cleaning standards) - when bam! I was picked up by mummy and whisked off for a 'taster' session at my new 'daytime' home. What? Taster what now? Hmm. I thought 'yeah I'll show you!'

that very week I had a tummy bug. Nice.

this is not a good time!

The following week mummy got all dressed up and I got very suspicious. I knew mummy likes to feel like some real housewife of royal Berkshire but this was taking it a bit far - it was Monday and 6:30am! I realised something was up when I wasn't getting the star treatment. Then she said the 'w' word! How dare she?! After all my sweetness the past 11 months she dared to step back into the world of high heels and fake smiles! I held onto her leg and pleaded with her not to go.

But I looked at the shoes she wore and realised I didn't stand a chance. Those are her 'don't stop me now!' shoes. Her 'I am woman, hear me roar!' shoes. Damn.

She left me screaming. By the time she reached the bottom of the stairs I'd moved on to singing my 1,2,3 song with baby tv. Just had to ensure that the guilt hung in he air around her. 6 weeks and 6 bugs - all ending with some kinda 'itis'- later, i am alive well and realising nursery has provided a whole new way of winding mummy up - like when I decided to leap into the arms of my nursery nanny as soon as we get there and give her the "what are u still doing here?" look. life is good people!

things can only get better! ok, stop singing the song. stop.

i wore:

romper - next

mummy wore:

trousers - uniqlo

top - zara

shoes - massimo dutti

xoxo

I am 1 today!

time sure does fly when you are having fun!! mummy says she can't believe i am 1 already...she doesn't know where the time went! she says it's like yesterday when she was holding this tiny little screaming person thinking 'this is not how they look in the movies!'. to be fair mummy says everything about labour is nothing like the movies! it's less glowing mum with sweet smelling baby and more.......well, i stopped listening....

can we focus on the here and now please?

right - so we had a party yesterday to celebrate & i had so much fun! it was book-themed so all my aunties & uncles got me books they enjoyed when they were younger! i woke mummy up at 6 this morning so we could update my blog...she was not amused!